Urgh!
In a room, slumping his cheeks like they were a jelly was Torq, embodying the epitome of laziness while a sphere of water danced overhead, defending against a series of attacks.
Thwack!
A whip of water lashed upon his back with enough force to jolt his body. However, he remained in his lazy pose. It was part of his training process, one in which he had to multitask. A portion of him had to truly embrace sloth while in reality, his mind worked in overdrive with the usage of a Spirit Weapon.
"To be truly desperate, it's not enough if you're only moving like a desperate individual would. That makes you predictable for the enemy." Eureur Pet's voice resounded while she lay next to him on the bed, in a slothful pose mimicking his.
