Can't make Tails of it 120x Jun 7, 2020 11:10:04 GMT -6
Post by Garruk on Jun 7, 2020 11:10:04 GMT -6
It had been quite the few weeks as Garruk found himself alone more and more with everybody being so busy, his normal group of confidants busy with projects of their own. Each of them preparing in their own way for the reveal of Brumal city, form Friest opening several stores to bring in the customers of earth, Greisha's constant training class's for the new recruits and even Kabocha's intense desire to work on her armor left him with a lot of time on his hands. Despite this Garruk was not all there as he did his normal workout, the ark now ramping up to a whopping hundred and twenty times earths gravity forcing his muscles to work harder then ever to keep up. Even with the new challenge his mind wondered about the meeting that was coming soon with Kabocha's family, a meeting that could very well distance her form them forever. There was also the fact he had yet to tell her about her sister, the small bit of guilt hitting him and lingering on. With a shake of his head he threw himself back into his training, the small Acrosian putting extra effort into each swing as he tried to push his training just that much further.
Today he was working on getting down some basic moves that a visiting Acrosian had taught him, the wondering solider was overall weaker then him but his techniques were quite good. Each movement passed down by the army of Acrosoe for generations apparently, each generation slowly improving the style to fit their biology. In particular their tail was the main focus of the current style, a normally obvious part of their body that almost any Acrosian could use well without much training in a fight. However these did not just teach you how to grab your opponent or just hit them with it, this well trained method taught Arcosian's how to use it to augment different attacks. Unlike Saiyan tales theirs were quite large and heavy, often times weighing more then 30 percent of the Arcosian's weight by itself or at least in Garruk's case. By throwing the tail in just the right way behind them you could create a hammer like effect with your fists, the heavy tail only adding more power behind the seemingly normal punch. The results were devastating to say the least but it took time for one to learn to be proficient with it, the attack resulting in more steps then one would normally make on such a attack.
With a grunt he threw a haymaker, his small frame twisting to make use of both his weight and the leverage of his tail as he swung. It was slowly to due to a lack of practice on his part but the power was unquestioned even as the attack kept going far past what he wanted, the small Acrosian falling down to his knee's in a spectacular fashion as made a loud thud echo around the room as the metal vibrated. With a sigh Garruk got up and assumed a fighting pose again, his knees throbbing in pain as he settled in for the long haul. This was gonna take some time but thankfully as of late it seemed that he had plenty of that and for once he was grateful for the silence of the depths as he started up his training once again form scratch.