Carn closed his eyes and breathed in deeply looking at his training dummy he visualized the enemy in front of him and the feeling of running him through. His old man had taught him much of that like when he was younger but it was Red Fist whom had shown that not only did you see the enemy and kill him you must understand the way of killing him. Carn pulled out his killing edge and slowly aimed at the limbs of the dumb puppet as he breathed in calmly through is nose and out of his mouth. He carefully touched where he decided he'd strike at it and then stepped back. [B]"First step visualize the enemy. Second step anticipate the enemies blow...[/b] Carn said to himself as he carefully watched the puppet and then using the recent battle of the enemy in his mind he quickly ducked then rolled back, which to anyone watching him would find strange but shadow fighting was a part of step three. [B]"STEP THREE ANTICIPATION! STEP FOUR DODGE AND WEAVE!"[/B] Carn said as he vigorously rolled and ducked the shadowed figure in his mind and when he didn't he did simple side steps and head weaving. Then he quickly did another roll this time however...[b]"Step five execution."[/b] Carn said as he brought his killing edge through the would be knees of a real person as he rolled to the right and quickly regained his composure as he made a quick dart sideways and then shoved his sword through the opening between the arms of the wooden puppet to simulate stabbing through a person. [B]"Not good enough....to slow....not enough bloodlust and adrenaline. Would have been caught unaware by a mage or a archer or possibly a lucky swing. Now again with only one arm...[/b] Carn said as he did a similar routine this time replacing his good sword arm with his left hand and letting the right go limp. This time however he did more controlled movements and simple dashes rather than leaps and rolls and when he had the chance he smashed into the training doll with the pointy end of his elbow and head butted it. He followed up with a kick to the groin and a grab for a knife in his coat then a pseudo throat cut. [B]"Not good enough...I can be faster I know I can.[/b] the Myrmidon said plainly as he picked his blade up to start over again.