Chapter 225: 50.1 - A quick lesson
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Chapter 225 Chapter 50.1 - A quick lesson
?225 Chapter 50.1 - A quick lesson
"I am fine, don't worry."
After hearing those words, neither Jasmine nor Sylvie said anything as she left.
She had been avoiding the reality of her powers for too long, and now, it was time to face them head-on.
She exited the training area, leaving Jasmine with a mix of concern and understanding.
Making her way to the agreed spot, Sylvie couldn't help but feel a knot of anticipation and nervousness in her stomach. The decision to seek Astron's help in learning to fight was a significant step for her. She needed to overcome not only her physical weaknesses but also the emotional scars left by that traumatic day.
Of course, it was a little scary, but she had already taken the first step. What else did she need to do?
'I can do it.'
Thinking like that, she reached the agreed meeting place.
Astron was already waiting for her at the designated location. He looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze as if assessing her readiness for what was to come. Sylvie squared her shoulders, meeting his gaze with determination.
"I'm ready to learn," she declared, the words carrying a weight of commitment.
Astron nodded, acknowledging her readiness. "That is good." His gaze was serious, but at the same time, it didn't hold the same fierceness as it normally would.
"You seem to be tired."
"I am fine," Sylvie replied. She knew he would see through her anyway, and it was not like she was hiding.
"Really?"
"Really."
"I see."
He didn't say much and just looked at her for a second as if he made up his mind. "Then, let us start."
Astron took a step back, assessing Sylvie's posture. His keen eyes focused on her stance, searching for any signs of imbalance or vulnerability. After a moment of silent observation, he began to speak.
"First, let's work on your stance. A proper stance is the foundation of defense. It helps you maintain balance and react swiftly to any threats." Astron demonstrated a basic defensive stance, feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and weight evenly distributed.
Of course, this was something that was already taught in the theoretical lessons at the academy, and Sylvie most likely knew that.
However, things like these were mainly practical, and those who only knew the theory wouldn't be able to use them well if they were not practiced enough.
Thus, he was showing her how to do it physically.
"Try to emulate this," he instructed, encouraging Sylvie to adjust her stance. "It might feel awkward at first, but with practice, it becomes second nature."
Sylvie mirrored his stance, adjusting her footing as best as she could. Astron's purple eyes were locked on her stance, seizing every tiny detail she was showing.
'This is.....'
It was weirdly embarrassing to be subjected to his gaze while she was performing like a monkey in a circus. Of course, the goal was different, but she felt embarrassed, nevertheless.
'Focus, Sylvie. This is important.'
Attempting to shake off the fleeting embarrassment, she redirected her attention to the task at hand. However, Astron's discerning eyes caught the subtle signs of her distraction.
"You're not doing it quite right," he observed, his tone matter-
Unbeknownst to Sylvie, her hand moved of its own accord. It was a subtle, almost unconscious gesture guided by an impulse she didn't fully comprehend. She had been pushing herself for the past five days, and she wasn't able to relax....Until now.
As Astron spoke, her fingertips brushed against his cheek, a delicate touch that lingered for a brief moment.
"Feel the muscles.....Hmm?"
Astron, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected contact, paused in his explanation. His eyes met Sylvie's, a flicker of surprise and curiosity in his gaze.
"...."
Sylvie, realizing what she had done, quickly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice a mix of surprise and self-consciousness. "I didn't mean to..."
'What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do?'
Inwardly, she repeated the same sentence over and over again. She couldn't even raise her head, as she felt like the world was burning.
"It is fine," Astron mumbled as he touched his cheek.
'Again, it doesn't feel repulsive.' Thinking that Sylvie's powers were certainly overpowered, he shook his head.
Sylvie, still overcome with embarrassment, couldn't bring herself to look at him. The heat on her face intensified, and she wished the ground would just swallow her up.
'What have I done? I've never been so impulsive.'
Her mind raced with a chaotic blend of emotions. Astron's casual response did little to ease her mortification. If anything, it intensified the awkwardness of the situation.
Astron cleared his throat, redirecting the focus back to the training. "Let's continue. Focus on your stance, Sylvie," he instructed as if the unexpected moment hadn't occurred.
Sylvie, determined to regain her composure, nodded vigorously. 'Focus, Sylvie. Focus on the training.' Yet, the lingering embarrassment made it challenging to concentrate on anything other than the proximity and the strange feeling she got when he was this close.
And Astron also seemed to realize it as well, as he felt Sylvie's blood pressure rising from the tip of his fingers. She was showing signs of anxiety, and that wasn't an optimal situation to be in while training.
He slowly got away from her, giving her the space she needed, and Sylvie was very grateful for that fact. However, a small lingering feeling of regret remained in her heart.
'I will do it properly this time.'
Though, seemingly enough, his touch was effective as Sylvie, this time, took the stance correctly, almost without any mistakes at all.
"Feel the muscles here," he said, his voice steady and instructive. "This is your core. Engage it, but don't tense up too much. It's about finding the right balance."
Sylvie, still recovering from the unexpected proximity, tried her best to follow Astron's instructions. His guidance was precise, and she gradually became more aware of the specific muscles involved in maintaining the correct posture.
"Good, Sylvie. Now, let's move on to foot positioning. Remember, a stable foundation starts from the ground up."
Astron demonstrated the correct foot placement, explaining the importance of weight distribution and balance. Sylvie focused intently, determined to absorb every detail of the instruction.
As Astron continued his patient guidance, Sylvie found herself becoming more comfortable with the training. The initial embarrassment and distraction faded, replaced by a growing sense of self-awareness and determination.
Time passed as they worked on the fundamentals of self-
defense. Astron, while maintaining professionalism, couldn't help but notice the shift in Sylvie's demeanor.
'Good for a first step.'
Her initial nervousness gave way to a newfound confidence as she absorbed the instructions and applied them with increasing proficiency.
'She is learning quite fast as well.'
With each correction and explanation, Sylvie's movements became more fluid. Astron, sensing her progress, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
He knew that mastering these basic skills was crucial for Sylvie's journey toward self-improvement and overcoming the trauma of her past.
As well as the future of this world....
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Chapter 225 Chapter 50.1 - A quick lesson
?225 Chapter 50.1 - A quick lesson
"I am fine, don't worry."
After hearing those words, neither Jasmine nor Sylvie said anything as she left.
She had been avoiding the reality of her powers for too long, and now, it was time to face them head-on.
She exited the training area, leaving Jasmine with a mix of concern and understanding.
Making her way to the agreed spot, Sylvie couldn't help but feel a knot of anticipation and nervousness in her stomach. The decision to seek Astron's help in learning to fight was a significant step for her. She needed to overcome not only her physical weaknesses but also the emotional scars left by that traumatic day.
Of course, it was a little scary, but she had already taken the first step. What else did she need to do?
'I can do it.'
Thinking like that, she reached the agreed meeting place.
Astron was already waiting for her at the designated location. He looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze as if assessing her readiness for what was to come. Sylvie squared her shoulders, meeting his gaze with determination.
"I'm ready to learn," she declared, the words carrying a weight of commitment.
Astron nodded, acknowledging her readiness. "That is good." His gaze was serious, but at the same time, it didn't hold the same fierceness as it normally would.
"You seem to be tired."
"I am fine," Sylvie replied. She knew he would see through her anyway, and it was not like she was hiding.
"Really?"
"Really."
"I see."
He didn't say much and just looked at her for a second as if he made up his mind. "Then, let us start."
Astron took a step back, assessing Sylvie's posture. His keen eyes focused on her stance, searching for any signs of imbalance or vulnerability. After a moment of silent observation, he began to speak.
"First, let's work on your stance. A proper stance is the foundation of defense. It helps you maintain balance and react swiftly to any threats." Astron demonstrated a basic defensive stance, feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and weight evenly distributed.
Of course, this was something that was already taught in the theoretical lessons at the academy, and Sylvie most likely knew that.
However, things like these were mainly practical, and those who only knew the theory wouldn't be able to use them well if they were not practiced enough.
Thus, he was showing her how to do it physically.
"Try to emulate this," he instructed, encouraging Sylvie to adjust her stance. "It might feel awkward at first, but with practice, it becomes second nature."
Sylvie mirrored his stance, adjusting her footing as best as she could. Astron's purple eyes were locked on her stance, seizing every tiny detail she was showing.
'This is.....'
It was weirdly embarrassing to be subjected to his gaze while she was performing like a monkey in a circus. Of course, the goal was different, but she felt embarrassed, nevertheless.
'Focus, Sylvie. This is important.'
Attempting to shake off the fleeting embarrassment, she redirected her attention to the task at hand. However, Astron's discerning eyes caught the subtle signs of her distraction.
"You're not doing it quite right," he observed, his tone matter-
Unbeknownst to Sylvie, her hand moved of its own accord. It was a subtle, almost unconscious gesture guided by an impulse she didn't fully comprehend. She had been pushing herself for the past five days, and she wasn't able to relax....Until now.
As Astron spoke, her fingertips brushed against his cheek, a delicate touch that lingered for a brief moment.
"Feel the muscles.....Hmm?"
Astron, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected contact, paused in his explanation. His eyes met Sylvie's, a flicker of surprise and curiosity in his gaze.
"...."
Sylvie, realizing what she had done, quickly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice a mix of surprise and self-consciousness. "I didn't mean to..."
'What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do?'
Inwardly, she repeated the same sentence over and over again. She couldn't even raise her head, as she felt like the world was burning.
"It is fine," Astron mumbled as he touched his cheek.
'Again, it doesn't feel repulsive.' Thinking that Sylvie's powers were certainly overpowered, he shook his head.
Sylvie, still overcome with embarrassment, couldn't bring herself to look at him. The heat on her face intensified, and she wished the ground would just swallow her up.
'What have I done? I've never been so impulsive.'
Her mind raced with a chaotic blend of emotions. Astron's casual response did little to ease her mortification. If anything, it intensified the awkwardness of the situation.
Astron cleared his throat, redirecting the focus back to the training. "Let's continue. Focus on your stance, Sylvie," he instructed as if the unexpected moment hadn't occurred.
Sylvie, determined to regain her composure, nodded vigorously. 'Focus, Sylvie. Focus on the training.' Yet, the lingering embarrassment made it challenging to concentrate on anything other than the proximity and the strange feeling she got when he was this close.
And Astron also seemed to realize it as well, as he felt Sylvie's blood pressure rising from the tip of his fingers. She was showing signs of anxiety, and that wasn't an optimal situation to be in while training.
He slowly got away from her, giving her the space she needed, and Sylvie was very grateful for that fact. However, a small lingering feeling of regret remained in her heart.
'I will do it properly this time.'
Though, seemingly enough, his touch was effective as Sylvie, this time, took the stance correctly, almost without any mistakes at all.
"Feel the muscles here," he said, his voice steady and instructive. "This is your core. Engage it, but don't tense up too much. It's about finding the right balance."
Sylvie, still recovering from the unexpected proximity, tried her best to follow Astron's instructions. His guidance was precise, and she gradually became more aware of the specific muscles involved in maintaining the correct posture.
"Good, Sylvie. Now, let's move on to foot positioning. Remember, a stable foundation starts from the ground up."
Astron demonstrated the correct foot placement, explaining the importance of weight distribution and balance. Sylvie focused intently, determined to absorb every detail of the instruction.
As Astron continued his patient guidance, Sylvie found herself becoming more comfortable with the training. The initial embarrassment and distraction faded, replaced by a growing sense of self-awareness and determination.
Time passed as they worked on the fundamentals of self-
defense. Astron, while maintaining professionalism, couldn't help but notice the shift in Sylvie's demeanor.
'Good for a first step.'
Her initial nervousness gave way to a newfound confidence as she absorbed the instructions and applied them with increasing proficiency.
'She is learning quite fast as well.'
With each correction and explanation, Sylvie's movements became more fluid. Astron, sensing her progress, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
He knew that mastering these basic skills was crucial for Sylvie's journey toward self-improvement and overcoming the trauma of her past.
As well as the future of this world....
Chapter 225 Chapter 50.1 - A quick lesson ?225 Chapter 50.1 - A quick lesson "I am fine, don't worry." After hearing those words, neither Jasmine nor Sylvie said anything as she left. She had been avoiding the reality of her powers for too long, and now, it was time to face them head-on. She exited the training area, leaving Jasmine with a mix of concern and understanding. Making her way to the agreed spot, Sylvie couldn't help but feel a knot of anticipation and nervousness in her stomach. The decision to seek Astron's help in learning to fight was a significant step for her. She needed to overcome not only her physical weaknesses but also the emotional scars left by that traumatic day. Of course, it was a little scary, but she had already taken the first step. What else did she need to do? 'I can do it.' Thinking like that, she reached the agreed meeting place. Astron was already waiting for her at the designated location. He looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze as if assessing her readiness for what was to come. Sylvie squared her shoulders, meeting his gaze with determination. "I'm ready to learn," she declared, the words carrying a weight of commitment. Astron nodded, acknowledging her readiness. "That is good." His gaze was serious, but at the same time, it didn't hold the same fierceness as it normally would. "You seem to be tired." "I am fine," Sylvie replied. She knew he would see through her anyway, and it was not like she was hiding. "Really?" "Really." "I see." He didn't say much and just looked at her for a second as if he made up his mind. "Then, let us start." Astron took a step back, assessing Sylvie's posture. His keen eyes focused on her stance, searching for any signs of imbalance or vulnerability. After a moment of silent observation, he began to speak. "First, let's work on your stance. A proper stance is the foundation of defense. It helps you maintain balance and react swiftly to any threats." Astron demonstrated a basic defensive stance, feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and weight evenly distributed. Of course, this was something that was already taught in the theoretical lessons at the academy, and Sylvie most likely knew that. However, things like these were mainly practical, and those who only knew the theory wouldn't be able to use them well if they were not practiced enough. Thus, he was showing her how to do it physically. "Try to emulate this," he instructed, encouraging Sylvie to adjust her stance. "It might feel awkward at first, but with practice, it becomes second nature." Sylvie mirrored his stance, adjusting her footing as best as she could. Astron's purple eyes were locked on her stance, seizing every tiny detail she was showing. 'This is.....' It was weirdly embarrassing to be subjected to his gaze while she was performing like a monkey in a circus. Of course, the goal was different, but she felt embarrassed, nevertheless. 'Focus, Sylvie. This is important.' Attempting to shake off the fleeting embarrassment, she redirected her attention to the task at hand. However, Astron's discerning eyes caught the subtle signs of her distraction. "You're not doing it quite right," he observed, his tone matter- Unbeknownst to Sylvie, her hand moved of its own accord. It was a subtle, almost unconscious gesture guided by an impulse she didn't fully comprehend. She had been pushing herself for the past five days, and she wasn't able to relax....Until now. As Astron spoke, her fingertips brushed against his cheek, a delicate touch that lingered for a brief moment. "Feel the muscles.....Hmm?" Astron, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected contact, paused in his explanation. His eyes met Sylvie's, a flicker of surprise and curiosity in his gaze. "...." Sylvie, realizing what she had done, quickly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice a mix of surprise and self-consciousness. "I didn't mean to..." 'What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do? What did I just do?' Inwardly, she repeated the same sentence over and over again. She couldn't even raise her head, as she felt like the world was burning. "It is fine," Astron mumbled as he touched his cheek. 'Again, it doesn't feel repulsive.' Thinking that Sylvie's powers were certainly overpowered, he shook his head. Sylvie, still overcome with embarrassment, couldn't bring herself to look at him. The heat on her face intensified, and she wished the ground would just swallow her up. 'What have I done? I've never been so impulsive.' Her mind raced with a chaotic blend of emotions. Astron's casual response did little to ease her mortification. If anything, it intensified the awkwardness of the situation. Astron cleared his throat, redirecting the focus back to the training. "Let's continue. Focus on your stance, Sylvie," he instructed as if the unexpected moment hadn't occurred. Sylvie, determined to regain her composure, nodded vigorously. 'Focus, Sylvie. Focus on the training.' Yet, the lingering embarrassment made it challenging to concentrate on anything other than the proximity and the strange feeling she got when he was this close. And Astron also seemed to realize it as well, as he felt Sylvie's blood pressure rising from the tip of his fingers. She was showing signs of anxiety, and that wasn't an optimal situation to be in while training. He slowly got away from her, giving her the space she needed, and Sylvie was very grateful for that fact. However, a small lingering feeling of regret remained in her heart. 'I will do it properly this time.' Though, seemingly enough, his touch was effective as Sylvie, this time, took the stance correctly, almost without any mistakes at all. "Feel the muscles here," he said, his voice steady and instructive. "This is your core. Engage it, but don't tense up too much. It's about finding the right balance." Sylvie, still recovering from the unexpected proximity, tried her best to follow Astron's instructions. His guidance was precise, and she gradually became more aware of the specific muscles involved in maintaining the correct posture. "Good, Sylvie. Now, let's move on to foot positioning. Remember, a stable foundation starts from the ground up." Astron demonstrated the correct foot placement, explaining the importance of weight distribution and balance. Sylvie focused intently, determined to absorb every detail of the instruction. As Astron continued his patient guidance, Sylvie found herself becoming more comfortable with the training. The initial embarrassment and distraction faded, replaced by a growing sense of self-awareness and determination. Time passed as they worked on the fundamentals of self- defense. Astron, while maintaining professionalism, couldn't help but notice the shift in Sylvie's demeanor. 'Good for a first step.' Her initial nervousness gave way to a newfound confidence as she absorbed the instructions and applied them with increasing proficiency. 'She is learning quite fast as well.' With each correction and explanation, Sylvie's movements became more fluid. Astron, sensing her progress, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He knew that mastering these basic skills was crucial for Sylvie's journey toward self-improvement and overcoming the trauma of her past. As well as the future of this world....
