In the dojo, Hitomi stood before a training dummy, her fists tightly balled and her posture firm. The aroma of the wooden floor and tatami mats surrounded her, while the walls were decorated with calligraphy and various martial arts gear. She took a deep breath, preparing herself mentally for her workout.

"Hah!"

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

"Jah!"

WHACK! WHACK!

"Hiya!"

WHACK!

*Hitomi assails the dummy. Her kata blended power and elegance into one. Ignoring the sweat dripping down her forehead, she was unfazed, never taking her eyes off the dummy. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she stepped back and readjusted her stance. After a minute, she went back to her routine, punching and kicking the dummy. *

"Hah!"

WHACK! WHACK!

"Jah!"

WHA-CHUNGA!

The dummy swayed slightly with each impact

"Haiiiiiiiii..."

"....Yah!" Hitomi lands a strong kick and comes to a stop, her chest heaving from the effort. She stepped back and bowed to the dummy, a gesture of respect from years of disciplined training. Standing tall again, she wiped the sweat from her brow and sighed in relief.

"Ah... I'm hungry." Hitomi chuckled. "Guess I'll fetch me a veggie sandwich!"