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#69
Old 02-25-2013, 09:17 PM

Watching as how Hero spoke that he was going to go around and explore the area. Alex raised his left arm and waved to him as he left, Alex on the other hand returned his attention onto the wooden dummy in front of him which slowly began to rise back up after being punched to the floor. Slight bits of blood was beginning to drip from Alex's knuckles after the full forced punch he had done on the wood of the training dummy. Taking a look down at his knuckles, he frowned softly and immediately began to throw punches at it left and right. Every few punches he had landed onto the dummy didn't seem to do much other then give it small cracks and dents on some of the spots.
After what seemed like an hour of training, Alex finally came to a stop as he panted heavily. Sweat covered his entire face and blood was dripping off of both his knuckles, his shoes and pants had been ripped off of some spots as parts of his legs and feet were now visible to show that there were blood wounds there as well. The training dummy on the other hand still remained still and looking still brand new as though it hadn't taken any damage whatsoever. All that was different about the dummy was that it had blood covering all over it. Slowly enough, Alex began to limp his way over toward the nearest wall where his swords and his white towel laid on the floor. Sitting himself down onto the floor, he grabbed onto his towel and wiped off the sweat and began to try to wipe off some of blood on his knuckles, feet and legs. Obviously enough, the feeling of wiping off blood on a wound stung deeply as he grunted quietly.