Kael found no response to his question, leading him to simply shrug at this. He was used to being ignored. That is how he was treated most of his life, what else would change? He simply slipped out of the group of students and made his way outside, looking for peace and quiet. These small things tempered him and calmed his mind, allowing him to think more clearly. His feet carried him towards from the auditorium into a small field, where all he could hear were the crickets and their song. He knelt down to the ground, trying to hear them a bit better when one of them seemed guided into his ear. Kael jumped back from the shock, but began to chuckle.
Relaxing himself, he pulled his two blades off his belt and hooked them together. He took a deep breath in and held his zhen in front of him, his right foot ahead of him and his left behind, more pressure in his left though. This was to put more strength into a attack and be able to guard. He held this pose for what seemed like hours, breathing in and out. Kael felt his legs starting to cramp, but continued to hold this pose. When he felt his legs starting to give way, he swung slowly downwards and began to move through a series of attacks, slicing through a imaginary opponent that had equal, if not greater, skill than himself. He continued this training for a while, trying to go slowly rather than quickly. Time seemed to slow, as he did this, but it would also quickly disappear into the night before he was done. However, he continued to do this until he would collapse into the darkness. Such was his training.