The basement was where we here headed, and when we got there, I realized why.
It's like a training ground.
Mats, punching bags, and a whole bunch of other things that can teach you how to learn, teach, and practice different martial arts.
"Are you ready?" Tifa looks down at me.
"For what?"
"To spar." A scary smile comes over her face.
"Ummm...I guess so."
Tifa walks to the other side of the room and takes a stance, I copy and wait. Tifa lunges, I do my best to block with my arm, but her roundhouse kick sends me flying into the wall. I hit hard and the wind is defiantly knocked out of me. I cough and slowly get to my feet. I wipe my face with my fist; Tifa comes at me again an I duck and roll. Good thing too because her foot dents the wall.
This bitch is seriously trying to kill me.
I run to the other side and do a round off so I'm facing her, but as I land she goes to kick me and I try to bend back. I just fall on my butt... I push off my hands and jump back to standing position then go back down on my hands and kick my foot out. It hits Tifa right in the face, there's a brief moment where I feel bad but it goes away when I realize she's bounced off the wall and headed back to me. I back up to the wall and duck. Tifa's fist dents the wall behind me.
Holy shit...
I go to roundhouse kick her again, but she's ready and grabs my foot. Tifa swings me around throws me. I bounce off the ceiling down to the floor and sweep her feet out from under her with my leg.
You don't know the term bouncing off the walls until you've actually experienced it.
Tifa and I both stand up. I get ready as she dusts herself off, it seems like she's gonna throw something at me. I wait then snap she grabs a twenty-five pound dumb-bell and chucks it at me. I dodge it and stumble over my own feet. I go down and tumble backward hitting my head on one of the pillars in the room.
"OW OW OW OW OW OW!"