The sea breeze seemed particularly strong today. But as far as Alan had seen, the wind was ALWAYS strong. Not that he minded. It kept him cool while he was doing his katas. Which he was in the process of at this very moment, lunging and darting across the sand, his fist slamming through shadow figures, all of them shaped like humans.
Sand flew from beneath his feet as he leaped, his foot whipping through the head of one of the shadows, before coming around and taking out the legs of another. With a single flurry of fists, the rest of them vanished in the wind as if they'd never been there, and Alan was left standing there alone, back knee bent, front leg straight out, one hand down at his waist, the other held high and back.
He nodded, and straightened up, dusting some sand off his hands, and then allowing the claws at his wrists to dissipate as well. This was a routine for him. Every morning, he came out here to the beach to do his katas, because there wasn't really a lot of room at the school to do so.
Sand flew from beneath his feet as he leaped, his foot whipping through the head of one of the shadows, before coming around and taking out the legs of another. With a single flurry of fists, the rest of them vanished in the wind as if they'd never been there, and Alan was left standing there alone, back knee bent, front leg straight out, one hand down at his waist, the other held high and back.
He nodded, and straightened up, dusting some sand off his hands, and then allowing the claws at his wrists to dissipate as well. This was a routine for him. Every morning, he came out here to the beach to do his katas, because there wasn't really a lot of room at the school to do so.