Sevenfold Ruin?

Alden looked at Garrick with 'Are you serious?' eyes.

But Garrick didn't care. He ignored it.

'He is very petty for being some strong mercenary king.' Alden thought in his mind, careful to not utter it outside.

He didn't want to piss off Garrick more.

"Senior, is there no other way?" Alden asked hoping to avoid the embarrassment.

Garrik shook his head, suppressing the laughter that was threatening to come out.

"Nope, there is no other way, Junior." He said.

"Fine." Alden gave up, knowing Garrick wasn't going to let him off easily.

"If that's what you want, I'll show you what I learnt from Ms Gretta."

Alden started stretching his body first.

Only after stretching enough did he start.

Alden twirled, spun, and finally landed with a controlled pose. His movements were fluid, precise and, more importantly, chaotic.

He spun like a malfunctioning robot.