Raviel walked toward the center of the training hall and stopped in front of a long metal frame.
"Let's start with something easy," he said, rolling his shoulders once. "Bench press."
Vargan blinked. "…Bench press?"
Raviel paused, then chuckled. "Ah. Right. I forgot."
He tapped the metal bar lightly. "This is an exercise Master Garion introduced. It's normal if you don't know it."
Vargan crossed his arms and looked the setup over. "You people really like strange tools."
Raviel smiled. "Come here. I'll show you."
He moved quickly, loading thick metal plates onto both sides of the bar.
The weights locked in place with a solid sound.
"Let's start with two hundred kilograms," Raviel said casually.
Sarona, standing to the side, narrowed her eyes.
She didn't say anything, but her attention sharpened.
Raviel lay down on the bench, feet planted firmly on the floor.
He wrapped his hands around the bar, tested his grip, then lifted it smoothly off the rack.
