"I come out here to exercise a lot," Lilium says. "Many of the members here are going to enter several different sports tournaments to win the gym money for updating the building and buying new equipment."
"Wow, that's nice of them," Nuh says.
"Yeah, but only a few are entering the Fighting tournaments," Lilium explains. "Other than me, there is Abenk-zor. Hey, Abenk!" Lilium waves to a burly young man taller than you, and much wider. Abenk-zor waves back, a grin on his face. "He's going to be in the Heavyweight division."
Lilium sits at a weight machine and pushes the loads up by pulling on the machine's weird arms.
You look around and see a bench press machine and a punching bag.
You walk over to the punching bag as Blackfire and Nuh head to a chaning room. Probably to put on those sports bra tops they got from the attendants at the dome.
You loosen up and focus yourself. You stare ahead at the punching bag.
You swing your arm out and *WOO-BAMF* Blue Explosion Right Hook!
You shake loose your left leg and *WOO-BAMF* Blue Explosion Left Kick!
You jump and spin to your right and *WOO-BAMF* Blue Explosion Back Kick!
"Saffire," Flashfire scolds as she walks over to you. "Don't practice that technique here! What if someone from your division sees you?"
'I doubt it," you say. "A lot of these guys look like they're from heavier divisions."
"Even so," she says, "just stick to normal punches and kicks, ok?"
"Alright, alright."
You deliver a normal back elbow to the punching bag, then a normal spinning elbow.
Blackfire and Nuh come out, and as you had guessed, they're breaking in their new sports bras.
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