You meet up with Chloe to receive strength training.

Spotting her friendly face in the weights section, you quickly brush past the various fighters utilizing various strength-oriented equipment to find Chloe currently honing her kickboxing skills against a punching bag.

Facing the heavy bag wearing only a loose ECl T-shirt and gym shorts, she checks her form before lifting up her back leg and slamming a powerful roundhouse directly against the dense material.

“Wow, you sure showed him who’s boss,” you joke lightly, extending a fist bump towards her.

Relaxing her kicking stance, she smirks before pounding her sweaty knuckles into yours.

“What’s up?” you smile at her, crossing your arms as she reaches for a water bottle.

“Just working on my kickboxing skills, you know. Same old, same old,” she tells you, taking a long sip from the container.

“How’d that work out for you in our match?” you taunt her playfully, earning a snug elbow jab for your troubles.

“I went easy on you, okay?” she insists with a chuckle, before wiping her sweaty brow. “Let’s see how cocky you are when the rematch goes down.”

“Just tell me when, and I’ll be there,” you promise her eagerly.

She takes another swig of water before addressing you again. “So, training for your next match?”

“Yep. I’m going against some real heavy hitters now," you nod wearily, before adding, "Not as tough as you though,”

Smiling at your words, Chloe leans against the heavy bag with the front of her shirt almost soaked in sweat.

“And how’s the regimen going? You seemed pretty well-rounded with me in the ring, but you’ll need to have a lot of your bases covered to stack up against the other fighters,” she continues.

“I’m not nearly as strong as I need to be,” you immediately confess towards her, before giving her a sheepish look. “I was actually hoping you’d help me out with that.”

Grinning from ear to ear, she pats the heavy bag invitingly. “Hell yeah, I’d love to help you with some strength training.”

She promptly gestures towards a pair of discarded boxing gloves on the floor. “Slip on a pair of gloves, and we can start now if you want.”

You smile back at her. “Sweet. Let’s do it.”