Power through.

This is a whole new kind of training. It makes me wonder if that was the plan all along, though if that's the case, I don't know whose it would be. Aris seemed like she just wanted to show off her abilities in a weird perverted way, and I guess Vex wants to see how much of a man I am, or she's just really bored. Either way, I actually don't feel too bad. Yeah I'm starting to get sore, but since Dajy's second wind, I've came multiple times and in a pretty short window too... yet I feel like I could keep going. Like I could fire right back up and take on the next one anytime. It's pretty great I have to admit. Definitely makes me feel confident.

As you pass through the next doorway, you wonder what's next. Sen-nu remains comfortably snuggled up against herself on the bed behind you as you march onwards.

The next room slowly materializes into view and the soft tickle of grass blades caress your bare feet. Though you seem to be outdoors, the decently sized lawn is blocked by a towering wooden fence drawn along the perimeter. Bright sunshine above bathes the area in a beautiful warm glow as the sky around it is completely clear. It really does feel real. Though directly in the middle of the grassy room is a girl, unsurprising of course, though she seems to be occupying her time waiting with a big blue exercise ball. It's made of a material you haven't seen before. It doesn't look to be made of the normal plastic or rubber.

A gorgeous, dark-skinned young woman arches her body back over the curvature of the ball with her hands behind her head--droplets of sweat running down her slim, bare stomach which shimmers under the light of the sun. It's Niki--the tomboyish sunheart and your most trusted warrior, apparently sneaking in a workout no doubt due to her lack of patience.

Her outfit is similar to what she wore back when you watched her wrestle with Lalarin, though this one is new. Simply put, her top is a sports bra, which is likely what you'd expect to see in a situation like this one, though the besides the jet-black fabric contrasting her exotic skin being hot enough as-is, it's cut low to expose quite a lot of her cleavage. Striking red trim in the shape of tiny flames adorn the edges of the garment as well. Though what surprises you the most about this particular, well-made piece of clothing is the zipper down the front--quite a sexy addition, and the style reminds you of something you'd only ever see a super model wear, especially given the masterful hands behind its creation.

She also does nothing to hide glimpses of her Rite of the Sun markings. You can see a tiny bit of the tattoo lines sneaking out from behind the garment. Despite them being her greatest weak point, she clearly doesn't care that you can see them.

Below the fringes of her sports bra, your eyes continue downwards along the arch of her stretching body. Her stomach is slim and fit. Past her belly button come her shorts, which are naturally made not only extra short, but skin-tight against her body. They're the same deep coloured black with red trim, and you imagine the dark tone of the fabric is all that hides every crevice on her lower body to be clearly visible given just how close it hugs her shape.

She raises up her rear as she leans forward--huge breasts squishing down against the bouncy ball. It almost looks like Jell-O, though you don't think it's a slime. Either way, her eyes catch your arrival shortly after, though she stays in this position as she brushes a bit of hair from her hairs and glances up towards you with ruby red eyes. "Oh. There you are," she says, though her stare trails downwards along your naked body. "I uhm... I forgot how in-shape you were," she mutters under her breath as she scrambles off from her ball.

You look down over yourself and then back to her. "Thank you. Though you're the one with the great bod."

It seems like she's looking for something. After a moment, she picks up what you assumed to be a towel or something off the grass, though as she holds it up, you can see it's another, different style of shorts. "Thank you," she replies quietly. "But take this." With that, she crumbles the fabric up into a ball and hurls it into your chest with mighty strength.

"You want me to put on clothes?"

Colour is slowly coming to her face, and it looks like she's trying to avert her eyes without looking impolite. "Just do it!"

You shrug and pull the shorts up over your manhood--not erect yet, so it isn't much of a problem, though thankfully they aren't nearly as tight as Niki's anyway. They're actually very comfortable. It feels a little weird wearing gym shorts without underwear, but they're blue and just as well-made.

"Good!" Niki nudges her foot into the ball and sends it bouncing away. Now she stands tall with her stare piercing into your eyes. "I wanted to take this time to do something."

"Considering what you signed up for, I think that something is--"

"I know that!" She glances away, more red filling her face. "Kyle, we've been through a lot together. I still remember that first day we met. Look at how far you've come. Now you're so tough that if it wasn't for my special powers, you might actually be able to take me on. Maybe."

"Just maybe?"

"This is what we're going to do... Kyle Warren, I challenge you to a wrestling match. Me and you, grappling on the ground. Squeezing and pinning. And if you win, you can do anything you want."

"Anything, eh?" You shake your head and chuckle. So this is the fantasy she's having today, huh? Wrestling with me. That sounds about right. Well considering where we are, I doubt it's just a fight she wants. "You have super strength, so I feel like I'm at a bit of a disadvantage. I can't even use spells."

"Yeah but you're like, a lot smarter than me. Also you uhm... You know--" She clears her throat and whispers, "You know my weaknesses too."

"And then I get to do anything if I win?" you reiterate as you begin stepping towards her.

She bites her lip, and then a big smile draws across her face. "That's right."

You slowly caress your hand around her warm, bare side. With your other, you cup around her tight ass hardly covered by such a thin, tight piece of clothing. When you give it a squeeze, you're rewarded with a quiet moan. "All that rubbing together," you say quietly. "It might make it really obvious I'm only wearing a pair of gym shorts."

Niki shivers. She breathes loudly through her nostrils. "Don't say things like that so boldly... I don't know how to respond."

"Aren't you usually about responding with action anyway?"

Her body is amazing. Athletic, like a seasoned adventurer would be, especially one that follows the path of the warrior. Though despite that, her breasts are large and perky--a striking, feminine trait along with her sparkling eyes and kissable lips, contrasting being a tomboy in other ways. All you want to do seeing such a hottie is to grab her tight and fall to the ground with her in your arms.

However, it doesn't seem like that'll be necessary. Niki suddenly grabs you and both of you roll into the grass, though you're certainly not the one in control. It's like you're being handled by a giant in human form--no chance of standing your ground. One arm wraps around the back of your neck while her long, slender lend wraps around your midsection. With her body up against yours, her plump chest is pressing right against the side of your face. The material is soft and her tits softer. This is certainly a position you wouldn't mind staying in.

The tight fabric of her gym outfit strains against her bending body as she grapples you tight. "What ya gonna do about this, huh?" she gloats.