'Again!' I ordered myself in my thoughts the second I managed to land a proper strike on an imaginary opponent in front of me.
I couldn't care less for the exhaustion of my body. The mana that continued to rapidly infuse into my flesh would take care of that.
'Again!' I thought, getting back into the fighting stance, driving the energy, and then pushing the spear forward.
Once again, the shadow of a nearby tree that I was fighting with died a tragic death.
But despite being killed by my spear countless times already, that bastard still refused to disappear!
'Again!'
Over and over again, I drove my spear in the exact same way, with the exact same muscles doing the job.
Yet, even with all my efforts, the shadow was only turning bigger.
I turned my head around, taking the first moment of a break in several hours. And just like I guessed, the sun was already getting low above the horizon, forcing me to understand just how long I had been training.
