Good.
She dropped her bag at the door and took off her robes, taking off everything until she was only wearing a tank top and some shorts. Her daggers came off next, and she placed them in a neat line on the shelf that appeared when she thought of it. Her hilts came off next.
She felt free, and dangerous.
She made her way to the first dummy, her eyes set on it. Whatever happened, it had to hurt.
She punched to dummy, the pain of it rocketing up her arm. She was already healing, but before she could completely, the dummy raised an arm and punched her in the stomach. She barely dodged in time. It left a bruise on her side. It was healing, but she didn't want it to.
She punched and kicked at the thing, hurting herself as it got in lucky shots and her knuckles kept breaking healing. The pain distracted her from what she'd done to Rhys, what she'd done to herself.
Finally, the dummy got her in the stomach once more, and she collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. The dummy stopped moving, but once she caught her breath she was attacking it again.
Physical Pain was always better than Emotional.
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