Arya sweated, running over on the treadmill, wearing her sports bra and black jeggings, the heart sensor electrodes placed along her chest to monitor her health rate, while brain wave detector that was a white electric rode was attached to her head. She jogged her best, enhancing the speed of the machine with intervals.
Xavier stood with Lucas and Vincent, out the gym room, where they could observe all the readings of Arya’s body functions. Her brain pulses and heart rate was normally enhanced, with no excessive pressure as she exercised, showcasing that the activities she performed; mainly exercise; shooting, boxing, fighting and other combat skills all were some sort of norm for her body; that she was essentially and quite technically trained for.
“Well, everything is as good as norm
