Tukune simply returned to the middle of the grounds, swigning around the heavy weight. He practised stopping, and swinging in a variety of ways. He didn't know how to practise combat, but he knew he wanted to be able to put his entire body into each swing. He wouldn't say any more on the matter. He'd signed up for this, and he wouldn't mind any abuse they placed on him. However, he was quite sure he could crack a human skull with his bare hands, much more so with the weights in his hand. With the mass of his punch so much greater, he was sure a punch from him could kill a man. It was odd, knowing he would easily be able to kill a normal human. It made him feel cold inside. But this was the determination he'd made when Hydra had killed his parents. If he had to, he would kill the scientist, and any other evil out there.