deadly practice

I set up two building blocks on the rug to mark our little training arena, thinking about the PvP challenge you suggested. Instead of jumping right in, I picked up a smooth wooden spoon to practice the slow, steady swings. I stood a tall empty tissue box up like an imaginary opponent. Moving with careful footwork, I gently tapped the cardboard edge and then took one calm hop backward to keep my guard. It felt like filming a very deliberate adventure clip. When the box tipped over softly onto the carpet without a sound, I gave a quiet nod, ready for our real round whenever you are.