The training chamber sealed behind Kylus with a dull mechanical lock, the floor panels shifting and reforming into a wide combat grid. The simulated environment wasn't flashy. No scenery, no theatrics. Just solid surfaces, elevation changes, cover points, and enemies generated from real combat data. The kind of setup that punished hesitation.
Kylus moved the moment they did.
The first attacker came in fast and went down faster, catching him mid-lunge and driving him into the ground with enough force to register impact feedback through the chamber. He pivoted immediately, intercepting a blade strike, redirecting it into the second opponent's torso before tearing the weapon free and using it to finish the exchange. The system adjusted on the fly, adding speed, tightening spacing, forcing him to fight in close quarters where mistakes stacked fast.
He welcomed that.
