Machia lazily reached out to touch the star in the center of the bitemark. "Twenty," she said, flicking her finger up, catching your chin in the motion, "percent. Also, I absolutely forbid any sort of solo pain training. You have more than one match to win, you have opponents other than Taowu and you will proceed according to my schedule exactly."

"Though," she said, suddenly thoughtful. "If you are that motivated... I suppose I could offer a little additional training, as an incentive. Be a good girl, hit your athletic and recovery targets, convince me you're going to make the finals, and I'll reward you with additional focus training. Sound fair?"