"78...79...80... ... 81 ... ... ... Come on runt! Don't tell me you can't even do one hundred!" Jasper's voice boomed above you.
You're on the cold hard floor doing push ups, your arms tremble like crazy, you're winded and there's a pool of (mostly) your sweat beneath you. You somehow manage to suppress the urge to mumble profanities at your trainer, you could do a hundred push ups easily, were it not for her giant toe weighing you down.
"I'm barely applying ANY pressure here! It's like you don't even want to win the next fight..." Jasper said. Ah of course, the whole reason Jasper has been training you so hard this past week, she doesn't want to look bad in front of her own master: an absolutely massive gem named Yellow Diamond. To be quite honest you really didn't want to loose either, knowing Jasper the punishment for failure would likely be prolonged and agonizing...
"Maybe a little encouragement is in order. If you don't finish your series, i'll press down hard and smear you all over the floor, got it?" Jasper said with a sneer. Every muscle in your body felt like it was on fire, you're not sure you could even do one more...
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