Lousy Trainers

Entering the expansive training hall with Albert by my side, I took in the sights of various training equipment and students engaged in different exercises. Wooden dummies lined one corner, intended for hand-to-hand combat training, while on the opposite side, there were bands and assorted equipment designed to strengthen different parts of the body.

Observing the diverse group of individuals, some clad in traditional karate attire and others in casual wear, I noted at least 15 prospective students seeking admission. Positioning myself behind the crowd, I signaled for Albert to stay back, considering he wasn't a student of the academy.

After a brief wait, a trainer strolled into the training hall, projecting an air of laziness. "Welcome to the Bright Light Academy," he declared indifferently. "On your right, you'll find wooden dummies for combat practice, and on your left, training machines to suit your needs. If you believe you're strong enough for the next level, step into this roo