That's Better
Mike had no idea how long this had been going on for.
Granted, keeping track of how long had passed hadn't been on his list of priorities when his day started. But even then, he'd usually have an idea of how long he'd been at something once he started it.
Not this time, though.
"Your durability and recovery speed are genuinely remarkable," Masha said with genuine surprise in her voice. She looked unharmed. In fact, she looked less sweaty now compared to when Mike came into the training room, meaning that whatever training she'd been doing before he arrived was more strenuous than her beating him up.
As for Mike, well...
"Huff... Huff..." He panted as he looked at Masha through sweat-covered eyes.
His clothes were ripped in many places, revealing his upper body, which seemed to have sustained numerous impacts. Strangely enough, though, there were no bruises despite there being specks of blood here and there.
