One of the Men

[Thor]

Thor had forgotten how much he enjoyed this kind of training. Grayson kicked one of his feet. Thor tightened his stance. The upper-cut part of the swipe and upper-cut move gained some stability.

"Shoulders lower, Thor. It's not a hammer, it's a sword."

Thor lowered his shoulders. It made the connection between the moves much smoother. Thor let the moves flow through his arm. Into his shoulders. Into the way his hips swung. Into the way he stood. It felt good. Thor had not felt like this since he arriving to the Omniverse

After a good while of passing by each of the seven men and giving what correction was needed Grayson took his place at the head of the group. He stood there for a long while watching them, making sure that their form would hold without his close proximity. When he was satisfied with what he saw he spoke.

"Halt!" Everyone stopped swinging their swords. "You're all doing very well. Now I'm going to show you another." Grayson took another stance and preformed a down slash followed by a side slash. Everyone began to repeat the motion. Grayson began his patrol through the lines of recruits, correcting as he went.