Leaves fell with the rhythm of the wind and crashed to the ground like snow.
The ground shook as Kai's body loomed over the shimmering grass. His black and blue hair fluted as he watched the movement of Yung Mai.
Kai's hands moved like a legless dragon, pushing the wind under its movements.
For countless stances, he slipped, got back, fell, stood up, and managed to go in line with Yung Mai, until Yung Mai stopped.
"Shhew," he sighed, then lowered his head slightly.
'At long last,' a smile tore on his lips as he wiped the sweat dripping from his face.
Thinking that Yung Mai was going contrary to his words, Kai's face saddened when he saw the look on Yung Mai's face.
"We are pausing the Ma Bu – the horse stance – with push-ups." Yung Mai straightened himself, placed his hands at his back, and took three steps closer to Kai.
"Stand up!"
