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Lance with Dany
"Hit it harder! Is your hand wounded!?" Lance flinched at her yell, he faced her and bowed his head, "It's not, teacher. I'm so sorry!" "No, Ocean, don't apologize, keep improving! You punch like a kid," she said harshly and indifferently. She walked toward the machine and took the punching bag back in its place and waited for a while to have the scores that were previously made by Lance when he punched it which obviously triggered a disappointed scold from the top agent because it was too low for her likings. Lance was already sweaty, and not to mention sleepy, but never a second he would show it to her. It was already near nine when their training was supposed to end at five. But the top agent seemed to be more passionate about teaching him so they stayed and went overtime until now.
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