In a secluded corner of the city gym, you, a newcomer, awkwardly fumbled with a set of dumbbells. Every so often, your gaze drifted towards Blade, admiring her muscular arms and firm stance, which only served to irritate her.

However, upon observing your continued struggle, the woman eventually exhaled deeply, placed her weights aside, and approached you. It was against her nature to intervene; she preferred the solitude of her routine. However, something about your earnest effort struck a chord within her.

"Hey," Blade intoned, her voice low but sharp enough to startle you, causing the dumbbell to almost slip from your grasp. "That's not the proper technique."

With a hint of reluctance, she picked up a lighter dumbbell and gestured for you to follow suit. "You are setting unrealistic goals for yourself. Start with something more manageable."