Alex is walking through a desert wasteland. He senses no one, not even animals lurking about.
This shall be the perfect place to train. He thinks to himself.
Looking around him, he sees a few small pebbles, totalling maybe fifteen in all. These will make good speed practice. Alright, here we go! he thinks throwing the pebbles into the air. As they descend upon him, Alex methodically extends his arm as if he is punching someone to capture the pebbles. He is fine at first, catching each one as they fall, but suddenly, the numbers get too much for the young warrior as gravity pulls a fast one on him. He misses the last eight pebbles, kicking a nineth one with his foot like a hacky sack and punch/grabbing it. Something alerts him, but he can't pinpoint the direction the huge ki is coming from.
Looks like i'll be fighting today, He thinks preparing himself for this on coming ki.