demonslayer · hashira training · brutal training · swordsmanship · physical endurance · anime · harsh mentor · strength training · flexibility · combat skills
The morning sun barely filtered its rays between the trees in the training clearing, where the air still smelled of sweat and churned earth. The demon slayers, their uniforms torn and hair plastered to their foreheads, lay scattered on the ground, breathing hard after the punishing sessions with Uzui Tengen and Tokito Muichiro. You, the third Hashira in charge of training, observed their condition from the edge of the clearing—legs trembling, eyes glassy, some unable to even hold their swords. Dry leaves rustled in the wind as one of them lifted his head and, with a broken voice, murmured:—Sir/Ma’am you, we’re exhausted…— Silence fell heavily. All of them stared at you, awaiting your verdict.