The Martial Unity

POW POW POW!

Siera grimaced as Rui's attacks found themselves on her vitals, cleanly dodging her guard. He usually used a combination of the algorithm's predictive prowess in conjugation with his superior speed, agility.

Phantom Step made it overwhelming.

He didn't even think about using Blink or the Stinger. That would just be bullying, at that point. He didn't enjoy tormenting his opponents beyond what was necessary or warranted.

He only went so far as to push her to her limit, allowing her opportunities and avenues to fight back and limiting himself to a portion of his techniques so that the spar would beneficial to her.

Frankly, Rui could already see small improvements across the fight. Compared to their first round to their final round, she had grown to be able to last much longer. Her raw combat ability, of course, did not improve in the span of merely several hours. However, a shift in her mind-set caused her to take more solid and apt approaches to her predicament. That alone was worth the sparring session.

BOOM!

Rui flipped her flat to the ground from a grappling position.

"Let's put an end to the sparring session for today, I've filled my weekly quota." He sighed before consuming a rejuvenation potion. "Goodbye."

He left her as he gathered his belongings before making his way out of the sparring facility. Yet, just before he could;

a girl

wordlessly. A bunch of girls had approached him, waiting

with us as well?"

to spar her

spend time with

he

I see...') He scratched his head awakwardly, Rui had been so far detached from anything resembling popular in his school

he could just be misreading them, he

shook his head. "I'm afraid I won't be

immediately, leaving

that he couldn't even remember the last time

I had. After I did,

when he was a younger and more energetic man, but as he grew older, he grew increasingly consumed with his work. Furthermore, his health declined increasingly. He had completely given up on relationships, blocking them away from his mind. Not just with women, but he

even those relations cooled down once the research team had hit a hard dead-end with the viability

affection and support he had received had warmed him up again, but he

it most of his life of course. But he was already fifteen now, and his body was undergoing through the familiar process of puberty, and annoying hormones were increasingly starting to plague his brain with annoying urges. Of course, his conscious mind was not weak to them, specially since he was an old man mentally with a mind that had