>>5860270“That depends. What level do you usually go to?” you ask him, your son looking back to the controls.
“Twenty times. That's where I train at by myself, when everyone else is busy.” he says, you nodding to him then reaching past him, cranking it up to thirty times New Salda's gravity. He freezes a moment before looking up at you, eyes wide. “Thirty?!”
“I know you can handle it. And I'll be right here with you.” you tell him, your son looking uncertain for a few moments. But then, as he sees your confidence his own grows, nodding to you. You nod back, hitting the button and taking a couple steps back. Karn Jr stands on his own, clenching his fists and planting his feet as the room starts powering up.
Karn Jr stands with his knees slightly bent, clearly used to using the gravity chamber and readying himself to take the weight on his shoulders. And while he clearly wasn't ready for thirty times gravity, he takes it well, bending a bit under the weight but remaining standing. You watch as he tries to adjust to the new weight, body trembling as he takes a step. Then another, and another, raising his hands overhead and stretching before doing a couple jumping jacks, clearly quickly adjusting to the weight.
“It doesn't feel as heavy as I'd thought.” he says, looking back over to you.
“Huh.”
“You weren't pushing your self as hard as you could have been.” you tell him, sitting on the ground and laying back, hands behind your head. “Now, let's get started!”
“Right!” he calls out, laying down beside you as the two of you start working out on your count. You lead him through your morning workout you'd usually do with Chaya at higher gravity, but with her now on Planet Yardrat, you won't have her by your side in the mornings. So you take him through the entire set, your son actually managing to keep up the entire way. With longer breaks than you'd taken with Chaya, but that's to be expected. And after an hour or so, you've finished your morning exercise with him.
“PHEW!” he exclaims as he falls back flat on his back, dropping to the ground in exhaustion. “I'm tired. You do this every day?”
“Every morning. But usually on a bit higher gravity.” you reply, cracking the stiffness out of your neck from hanging suspended upside down while using your ki sense. And feeling that everyone else is still quite asleep, you decide to push him a little further. “So, want to go for a round or two with your old man?”
“Really? Me and you, one-on-one?” he asks excitedly, flipping back up to his feet like he's been resting instead of pushing himself. The power of youth.
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