“Suit yourself, I guess not everyone is up to handling vigorous training.” Leoric said as he suddenly remembered he should make Kylie a bowl. He got up and made a bowl of soup for Kylie. He Flashed her a smirk as he handed her the bowl before ruffling her hair slightly.

“Enjoy, and you can have seconds if you want as well.” He smirked as her face lit up brightly. He then walked over to his own stump and sat on the ground next to it, using it as a bit of a back rest as he began spooning some soup into his mouth.

“I wouldn’t mind a shoulder rub, I have overworked it lately. Been practicing swinging with my new device and it puts a lot of strain on the shoulder. But we can wait till after dinner.”

With that being said Leoric quickly drank his soup and chewed on the tough meat for a bit before placing his bowl down on his stump and quickly hopping up to his feet. He walked into the dilapidated shed and grabbed a strip of fabric before quickly walking back out and towards his training dummies. He punched each wooden limb and made sure that they swung as they should before jumping back a distance and tying the piece of fabric around his forehead. He entered his First stance, where he launched all of his attacks and defenses from and closed his eyes. Dust and loose dirt began to swirl around him before launching into the air in a double helix pattern before the wind calmed down and he pulled the headband down over his eyes before launching a few quick punches straight forward at nothing.

Within seconds the training dummies in front of him acted like it was struck with the same force as the brawler himself had punched forward. But as the other limb swung back around it acted like it hit something and was launched back as well. With several jabs launched Leoric’s arms came back to First stance while sweat began to bead up on his forehead. The training dummies were still spinning and acting like they were getting hit, this time without Leoric moving. The strain was becoming more and more evident in his posture and the sweat forming on every part of him, but he couldn't stop himself from smiling as his training was beginning to pay off. He still needed to start the attack, but once the sensation was there. He could put his magic into a loop pattern, and if he didn’t change the pattern he could keep it going.

With a sudden burst of wind that emanated from the brawler, the now out of breath Leoric collapsed to a knee. Chuckling a little before getting back up and catching his breath. “It’s finally starting to work.”

With a smile he pushed his blindfold up to his forehead as he walked over and grabbed his rucksack and fished out two armbands, he quickly clasped them on as a magical dart formed on the outside of his forearm. He pointed his arm towards a tree and a blunt wooden dart attached to a white tether shot out from him. As it collided with the tree Leoric himself was quickly whisked off his feet and directly towards the tree.

When it looked like he was about to collide with the tree, he used his other arm and forced out a jet of air which pushed him around the tree, with a release of the first tree his other arm shot another dart at a tree further ahead that was taller. He began swinging through the tree’s at a reckless speed before he swung around a tree and launched himself through the clearing. He landed on one of the horizontal logs in the pond and as the impact knocked water into the air, he quickly formed a sphere of quickly moving air around the water, making it look like he could control water as well. Before moving it above him and releasing the air letting the water splash onto his head.

With a quick smirk towards the two at the fire he lept up onto the vertical training post and brought his left leg up, putting his foot on the side of his right knee as he quickly entered a meditative stance where he would be trying to maintain perfect balance and stillness.