Jace walked into the training room that was reserved for them. Vana had reserved it ahead of time so they were the only two with access and the cameras which were usually required to be on, were turned off.
He gulped as he caught sight of Vana in a sports bra and a pair of sweat shorts. She was stretching as her eyes traced his entrance into the room. Just as she was dressed in barely any clothes, he was dressed in just a tight fitting black shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He had some towels and bottles of water that he set to the side as he moved to the fighting mat.
"Okay, I am here." Jace declared, "and you clearly want to talk. While also beating me up, so what would you like to talk about?"
Vana held up her hands and flexed her fists for a moment before dashing forward. Jace could follow her movements but still slowed his movements so he would redirect her punch instead of taking it. "I am pissed!"
