"Come on, hit it harder like me." The man got into the right stance and hit the punching bag again, causing it to wobble. Then you followed his lead, right down to the look and hit the bag hard, but the blow still came out weak. Teaching you to fight was definitely hard work. Piers chuckled harmlessly and came closer. "Don't be upset, you're doing well," his large hand gently rested on your shoulder, patting it innocently. "At least you won't have to fight, I'll do it for you." He murmured into your hair, leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head.