Trunks' Might Training

Words cannot settle strength, only dedication. Night had fallen over the room, so Trunks set aside speaking and went to work. Near the dark base of the tall floor lamp, he found a heavy brass doorstop shaped like a wedge. He braced his boots against the floorboards and pushed against its cold metal flank. Inch by inch, with every ounce of leverage in his stance, he drove it forward until it sealed the gap beneath the bedroom door. Goku trains without excuses, and so does he. Silence suits the discipline better anyway.