A "Heavy" Breakfast

"Good morning to you, bumpkin. Slept well?" William asked as Mikhail shuffled stiffly to the training ground.

"N... not really. My body felt heavy today. Stiff as well... Everything feels sore..."

"Which was why I told you to pace yourself. Now that you've learned the hard way, I'm certain you won't repeat it again." William said as he lifted his gaze from the shoelace he had been tightening.

"I guess..."

"Anything you want to share? Like the story crafted by those people from yesterday?" William asked as he got up from the bench and stretched his limbs.

"How did you know?"

"I told you to head straight back to your room and not to dawdle around. Other than strategy planning, they aren't useful in much situations. Love to run their mouths then blame others for their transgressions."

"..."

"Well, get ready. I'm not going to give you a break today. I want to watch you swing your blade. Test it out on the dummy here." William said