Capítulo 152: Spar Against an Aged One

The morning sun's rays kissed my skin as I stretched, my muscles loosening from the night's rest. 

The air was crisp, carrying the scent of dew and earth, invigorating me as I reached into the nothingness of my System inventory.

 With a simple thought and grasp of my hand, I pulled out my [Mythic Killing Dagger], its weight familiar and comfortable in my hand.

I began my training routine with a series of stretches, feeling the muscles in my legs and arms extend and flex. 

The cool air contrasted with the warmth of my body as I moved through each position, loosening the tension that had built up overnight… even though I was quite active through it. 

The first few swings of my dagger were deliberate, each movement precise. The blade sliced through the air with a satisfying swish, my muscles tensing and releasing in a practiced rhythm.

Up, down, diagonally, and in a reversed manner.