The next few hours passed quickly as Adam trained according to Lamai's instructions. Though not as good as her father, Adam feels far more comfortable with her than with her father.
Covered in sweat, not his, the training comes to an end.
Lamai is left breathless. Her hair is disheveled, and she is still sweating profusely. She gives Adam an annoyed look, not one filled with jealousy like before, just annoyed seeing how Adam still appears fresh as a daisy even after hours of rolling around, training different forms of grappling.
Wrestling mixed with jiu-jitsu is one of the most exhausting things a fighter can do. Rolling around, using almost all the muscles in the body, tends to drain every last bit of endurance those muscles have.
It's brutal, but Adam's jumping around as if he did nothing for the past few hours.
"That was great," Adam says with a smile.
