**[APARTMENT – 3 DAYS AFTER THE BATTLE WITH KAEL]**
Alex did a hundred push-ups.
Then a hundred squats.
Then a hundred sit-ups.
All without a shirt—the apartment was warm under the midday sun, and clothing would only get in the way.
**[Strength: 103 → 104 (+1)]**
**[Endurance improved: +2%]**
Small gains. But every point counted.
Three days since the battle with Kael. Three days of recovering while simultaneously training like a man possessed.
Because he knew—they all knew—that Kael was coming back.
The question was when.
"A hundred and one... a hundred and two..." he counted, shifting to one-arm push-ups now.
Sweat running down his back, muscles burning.
The white streak falling over his right eye—he shook it away, irritated.
Still not completely used to that permanent mark.
**"Master. Form. Improving."**
Grim (80cm form) watched from the corner, mentally keeping count.
"Thanks. I need to improve more—"
"Wow."
A woman's voice from the doorway.
