Brutal training (Open to all BP)

Akryn slowly forced his way through his most recent form of training, wearing just a pair of shorts and his red glove. Every single muscles was on display, and not an ounce of fat was showing on his body. And watching his current training, one could understand why. Akryn was currently climbing a thirty foot rope, upside down, his entire body taught and rigid, and sticking straight up towards the ceiling. An absolutely impressive feat indeed, and one Akryn was used to. His body was his temple, his first and greatest tool, and he honed it to perfection, daily. Few could claim the same kind of mental and physical discipline as Akryn, and even fewer could claim to be able to do the same things he could do. And that was a source of incredible pride for the young man. The few who could keep up with him were here, at least most of them, some of them in this very room. And all were his allies....

Watching Akryn climb the rope was none other than one of the ace's of the guild, a man who was a wizard saint and known by many as the speed demon. Now the fact he was in a training area was not that odd. After all, even the most powerful had to train regularly to keep their bodies in peak physical condition. What was odd, at least if you didn't know the wizard in question was that he was watching not from the floor, but from the ceiling. He wasn't holding onto anything or suspended in anyway. No, he was merely standing on the ceiling as if it was the floor. He had a faint smile on his face as he watched the impressive physical feat that Akryn was performing.

Normally, the man would not bother with watching this kind of thing. At least, in the past he wouldn't of. This was because his memory used to be terrible and even such an impressive feat would only have stayed in his mind for about a week. However, now his memory had become a lot sharper and he intended to try to get to know the people of the guild, people who he already knew, but had probably forgotten.

He watched Akryn for a few moments. It seemed the man was quite likely to reach his goal. It was a shame that Zack had not yet mastered some of the spells of his new magic as otherwise he could of made the training more difficult and thus more beneficial for the climber. Perhaps in the future. Speaking of that magic it was time to train. Without seemingly doing anything he suddenly began to drop towards the floor, flipping round at the last moment to land on the floor. His descent had been quite rapid until the last moment where it had slowed considerably so that when he hit the floor it was only with a slight thud.

From the back of his waist he drew his newest weapon, the large zanbato known as Serpens, and assumed a ready stance. It was then he began to slowly move through a set pattern of movements. It was almost like a dance. It wasn't just simple sword swings, but moves like back flips, throwing his sword and catching it, sliding, rolling and all kinds of movements. The movements started off slow, they always did, but soon they began to get much quicker in pace until he became a blur of movement barely able to be followed by most mages. He was the speed demon. A H rank mage with one real goal: to be the fastest mage and swordsman alive.

Another onlooker to this display of superhuman strength was the half dragon called Akeya Kuusai, one who possessed an inhuman strength through her draconic lineage. Although even she had to admit that what Akryn was doing was rather impressive. She was pretty sure that she could do it herself if so required, but for a normal human to be able to do such a thing was something deserving respect. Not that Akeya was being boastful about her own strength. She knew very well that her strength came from having the blood of a dragon, and claiming credit for that would be shameful. She just had enough experience with her own strength to know that for a human to match it serious effort was required.

Not that this didn't mean that Akeya wasn't also busy strengthening her body. Her having an advantage when it comes to physical prowess wouldn't be enough for the serious-minded ninja to let herself grow lax. Normally her focus was on training her magic, since that was intrinsically linked to her draconic lineage, but she also put a lot of effort into her physical form. A half dragon was above normal humans in strength without training. With training a half dragon's enhanced strength could turn from impressive to downright monstrous. Although at the moment Akeya had a different goal in mind than raw destructive strength.

Like Zack the half dragon wasn't standing on the floor. In contrast to him, however, she wasn't standing on the ceiling either. She was flying mid-air, her wings flapping powerfully and at a high frequency as she struggled to remain airborne. The source of that struggle was the giant metal weight she was holding onto, which constantly threatened to send her plummeting to the ground. She wasn't stupid enough to let it come to that though: she had attached the weight to the ceiling with several thick ropes, so if she messed up or ran out of stamina she could just let it hang there while she flew to the ground and recovered. Nevertheless she had also given a warning for nobody to stand right below her while she was doing this airborne type of endurance training.

However as exhaustive as lifting such a weight was it didn't exactly demand every ounce of your concentration, leaving Akeya the freedom to look at the others who were busy with their own training regimes. Akryn was still climbing upside down, and Zack had started what looked like an acrobatic type of sword forms. He was quickly moving accelerating while continuing the forms, causing Akeya to nearly drop the weights as she tried to keep track of his blurring form. Shaking her head she returned to looking at the others in the room from above, sweat forming on her skin as her wings slowly began to feel heavier and heavier.

Her pet, Korikami the Shadow Fox, was also present, sitting in the darkest spot he had been able to find while staring at everybody with his everglowing eyes.