Dolemeck suddenly found his telepathic connection to Ilya severed. He panicked slightly, before looking at the task he was given. Weight training for the mind... now he was uncomfortable, and he could not voice that to Ilya.
The first box was easy to lift, and gently put down after 30 seconds. The second was a bit heavier and somewhat of a struggle for him. He could not place it back in the same exact position as it was in. The third? It felt near impossible to lift!
Dolemeck was determined though. He desperately wanted to be stronger... he wanted to be able to be more helpful around the mansion and not so weak. He kept forcing himself to try and lift that last block up, getting it an inch off the ground before he began to develop a nosebleed.
His head was hurting, badly... but he managed to get it another two inches in the air. The box was shaking violently, and his nose bleed was getting worse, along with the pain in his head. He was pushing himself far too hard, but was too stubborn to stop.
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The first box was easy to lift, and gently put down after 30 seconds. The second was a bit heavier and somewhat of a struggle for him. He could not place it back in the same exact position as it was in. The third? It felt near impossible to lift!
Dolemeck was determined though. He desperately wanted to be stronger... he wanted to be able to be more helpful around the mansion and not so weak. He kept forcing himself to try and lift that last block up, getting it an inch off the ground before he began to develop a nosebleed.
His head was hurting, badly... but he managed to get it another two inches in the air. The box was shaking violently, and his nose bleed was getting worse, along with the pain in his head. He was pushing himself far too hard, but was too stubborn to stop.