“94 percent accuracy, 6 hits in 12 seconds…” Maria read off the result shown over the hologram. Letting out a long exhale, she struck her fighting pose once again, her right hand raised just above her face while her dominant left positioned on her chest level. Left foot stepped back, supported and balanced her pose as the girl reset the training sequence, and waited for the Beowolf to charged forward and attack. The projection has been programmed to act as accurate as the real thing in case she has to face them without her weapon in hand. Ever since Maria broke her blade during the Team trial after fighting off a massive Boarbatusk, the scarlette has been taking extra precautions to make sure she’s still capable of dishing back some damage even without her weapons.
The Beowolf hologram started with a wide swing with its paw. The redhead simply duck under the attack and retaliate with her own. Pushing herself off the ground, she connected her fist with the target under the Beowolf’s snout, the ringing chime resonated in her ears. Her balled fist released, letting the hair clip inside her palm loose into the air. In the next instance, Maria blinked above the Beowolf, letting momentum carried her body in a spinning cyclone. A swift back roundhouse followed up with a heavy elbow strike connected with the Beowolf’s neck and the back of its head. Despite missing the target at the nape, her power behind the elbow strike well make up for it, floored the hologram projection on the arena. The girl braced the landing all four, quickly tumbled away to avoid any retaliation strike from the Grimm creature. The sequence ended with a much less desirable outcome displayed over the projection with only 74 percent accuracy. “Tch…” Maria sigh, picking up the scroll she set on the ground and turned off training mode. Sitting back on a bench, Maria took a sip from her water bottle, pouring some more over her crimson hair to cooled herself off. Recalled back to the previous training, Maria re-evaluated herself, seeing if there’s anything she could improve
The clock just hit half past six when Maria had finished her preperation. The arena wasn’t usually this empty, but most people prefer not to start their training so early in the morning, as well as the fact people don’t wake up so early on the weekends. Until more students show up, she got the whole arena to herself. Maria wore a simple cropped tight fit white sport tank top, crossing an X behind her back, reaching down just above her stomach, a layer of bandage wrapped underneath the shirt. Below the waist, she wore a plain dark-grey short with matching color knee sleeves. Finally, a pair of specialized sport boots, much shorter than her combat attire. Usually, Maria wouldn’t wear these anywhere else beside the gyms, this special occasions where nobody is around give her the perfect chance to dawn the workout outfit and practice hand to hand combat.
Her scrolls has already been set on the opposite side of the arena, projecting a hologram of a Beowolf. While not too big in size, the projection did a good job representing a real Beowolf, from its appearance to its action. There’re a few moving targets on its body, locating the weak points for the huntress. Striking the pose, her right hand raised above her head while her left foot stepped back, Maria started the simulation. Almost simultaneously, the two rushed toward each other. Duck under the first swing from the Grimm creature, its claw bare missed her head, caught a few strands of hair. Lower her center balance, Maria threw a swift but powerful kick, aimed at a red target between the chin and neck. The heels of her feet connected with the point, a loud chime rang in her ear. Quickly rolled out of the way to duck a second incoming strike, Maria got up and lunged forward, throwing a quick left hook to underneath the Beowolf’s arm. She dashed toward the other side before the creature could react, following up with another two strike to the underbelly. Each hit connecting with the targets on the hologram let out another ringing chime.
Flipping backward to avoid a retaliation attack, Maria blinked back to a hair clip she had planted beforehand just behind the Beowolf. The scarlette climbed up the Beowolf’s back, winding up a few strong punches to the back of the neck before jumping off and tumbled away. Looking back at the hologram, the result appeared over the creature’s head. “94 percent accuracy. 8 hits over 12 seconds.” Maria quietly read over the result. Not too bad for her first attempt.