That hour stretched itself out for so long as we went about all sorts of intensive yet very fun flourishing strikes that helped work all sorts of muscle groups while also ensuring we understood what we were doing wrong.
Knowing what we were doing wrong was one thing, but putting it into action was a whole different story, especially when we were so exhausted and drained after a certain point; our actions became sluggish and opened us up to mistakes, which were something that our Professor didn't really want to see.
Yet Professor Bo'Katari had to begrudgingly accept that she couldn't push us too far without us breaking, something that seemed to anger her as she grappled with that realization in bubbling silence.
She took her anger out on a few dummies as she showed us how we were supposed to be striking the targets, swinging the practice blade like it was made from paper and turning most of my arousal into... scared arousal since she was whacking that target very hard.
