Zayra sat on the couch, still struggling. "Skyler!"
Skyler appeared instantly. "Yes? Are you okay??"
Zayra nodded. "Yeah, I guess... I just wanted your help. Whatever he had really drained me... Can you help me be able to move better again?"
Skyler nodded. "Of course! Anything for you. I believe the term is 'physical therapy.'"
Zayra smiled. "Thanks Sky."
Skyler nodded. "Of course. But two things... One, you'll probably hate me after 5 minutes or less. Two, after you're better, I'm going to teach you some self defense."
Zayra thought for a moment then sighed. "Fine...nothing too violent though."
Skyler rolled his eyes, smiling. "Fine, fine..."
He then began helping her.
- - - - -
Zayra destroyed the target, grinning. "Was that better?"
"Yeah! This time you actually hit the target," Skyler encouraged. "You're really getting somewhere."
"You do make me mad though. I'm tired. Are we done yet?" Zayra complained.
Skyler rolled his eyes. "You know the drill when you complain... 50 push ups, a run around the planet, and you have to carry this boulder telekinetically while you run."
Zayra groaned and trudged off to do what he said. Sky was immensely annoying, but he was the best trainer she knew.
