Day 2

"Yo!" Petra calls to you as she approaches the fire. "Smells good." You notice that her face is red.

You take the pot from over the fire and place it onto the nearby rack. "Dig in." You pass Petra a wooden bowl.

The two of you eat while discussing the next days training.

Eventually the two of you head to bed, with you once again given the floor.

You wake up aching.

You rise from the floor and do some stretches. You dress yourself and then turn to your bed.

You see Petra laying on her side facing away from you, she's curled up tightly in the warg pelt blanket you made. It was almost strange how peacefully someone as wild as herself slept.

You place your hand on her shoulder and nudge her awake.

Petra rolls to face you, her face turns red for a moment before fading. "What's on the menu today?" She grunts, sitting up in the bed.

"We're just gonna do some work fixing that lag on your left side." You step away from the bed to let her out. "Then we'll do some sparring."

"Can we use our Darkheart this time?" Petra asks while stretching.

"If you improve enough. Sure." You open the door and step outside.

After a few hours of helping Petra tame her left side, it was time to spar.

"So." Petra catches her breath. "Am zi good enough yet?"

You lunge towards her and throw a small combo. She reacts and parry's the whole thing; she attempts to counter with her left, but you catch her punch.

"I think you have."

"Fuck yeah!" Petra shouts in a burst of excitement. "I've got your ass this time!" She poises to attack.

"We'll see." You ready yourself.

Petra pushes straight for you shrouded in a pink aura. The speed of the push was faster than when you met her.

You shroud your arms in Darkheart, catching her first punch. She attempts to throw another, but you parry. You land a powerful blow to her liver, and then throw her over your shoulder using the arm you had caught.

She quickly rolls to her feet. "That fuckin' hurt." She groans, surrounding herself in another veil of pink. She dashes forward, but vanishes in the blink of an eye.

You cover your whole body in Darkheart, preparing for her attack. She strikes at your liver from behind; the Darkheart absorbs the impact from the blow and spreads it over your body. You turn to see her standing in disbelief, her fist still touching your body.

You focus your Darkheart shroud to where her fist still sits and eject the energy that was absorbed from her punch.

Petra is pushed away a significant distance, but the damage is minimal.

She dashes straight back and drops down to try for an uppercut. You use your leg to knock her arm away; she reacts and rolls away using the momentum from your counter.

She once again dashes straight towards you, this time she drops into a slide. You fortify your legs with Darkheart, preventing her from taking you down with her kick. You reach down and grab her leg, she attempts to struggle free for a moment, but you throw her before she was able to escape.

She lands on the ground with a grunt, but quickly rises to her feet. "I'm done." She sighs. "You win." She hunches over and starts to catch her breath.

"You seem much more in tune with your left side now." You begin to walk over to her.

"Yeah?" She looks up at you, blushing. "It feels the same to me."

"Well, you aren't fighting any different." You throw a dramatically slow punch that taps her shoulder. "You're fighting the same way, just faster." You throw a real punch with the same hand, but stop short of her shoulder.

"If you say so." Petra looks towards the shower cabin. "I'm first." She laughs as she starts walking to the shower cabin.

"Guess I'll make dinner." You mumble, turning away and then heading to your food storage.