There were about ten wooden puppets, his purple eyes examining each of them calmly as he didn't want to be suddenly caught off guard. Asher walked forward and came to a stop at the center of the room. He knew the wooden puppets had a purpose for being here, and the information would be sent to his mind as usual, so he didn't speak.
And indeed, the information came rushing in. Since the essence of the Combat Refinement and Attunement room was to fight, then that was all they were going to do, and nothing else. This wouldn't be like the time he had sparred with Shadow FatelessPen, which was a being of his own mental creation.
