With Asher setting the bait his friends and even Laura accepted the challenges. Art and Jane moved off on their own while Laura grudgingly moved to a different place with a staff member. She was the only one that was unsure of her match. She had been beaten so easily by Asher and she didn't know how it old pan out against someone else.

Asher stayed right where he was. His opponent was not budging either. They held each others' gaze in a staring match. The buoy that Asher had just taunted wanted nothing more than to rush in and attack. But he saw the throw that Asher had used to catch Jarred and he knew that there was a chance it could repeat. On top of that Asher had said he would make him fly, he was practically saying he would throw him.

Garnet was happier than ever seeing the group trying to go after the top campers. This was her goal every year and it would normally take half the week to get it to happen. Asher and his friends had accomplished it in a few hours. This simple fact meant that those sparring matches would evolve faster and faster to a point well above what the campers were capable of before they came.

Art was the first to begin. Mostly because he had the most impatient opponent. Compared to the others, the boy he faced was skinnier but still had well defined muscles. The way he moved made Art feel that his opponent was made up of compressed muscle. This was because his opponent's every step looked like it was holding something back. He was trying hard to size up his opponent as Jane had and Garnet had recommended.

He was so absorbed in doing so that he almost missed the staff member say to begin. His opponent took notice of this and rushed at him with a large leap. The muscles that were in his legs let out a huge amount of force pushing him towards Art. The only problem was that Art had noticed the fact that his opponent appeared to be holding back his energy.

Art turned to the side and his opponent flashed by him missing his target completely. Art took this chance to aim a hard straight punch at his opponent. Without any hesitation he let most of his strength come in to contact with the buoys shoulder. It resounded with a sharp crack that neither had expected.

Art held his hand knowing that he had just done some serious damage, but he knew it would only be a bruise and nothing long lasting. His opponent, however, was holding his shoulder and gasping for breath. Art's first had landed in the perfect spot to push his opponent's shoulder out of its socket. Normally this wouldn't happen but his opponent was compressing his muscles. The strain had made his joints weak and caused the easy dislocation.

His opponent was angered by this and tried to kick out at Art, but the pain made his attack weak. Art easily blocked it with one hand and brought his od foot up. His flat foot hit his opponent in the chest and knocked him on the ground. The staff member rushed over immediately and ended the match.

With his second victory, all art could think about was finding another. He wanted to challenge his best friend properly.

Jane was also in the midst of battle, unlike Art she was being forced to dodge much more. Her opponent was normal and taking many boxing stances. The only thing that stood out were his two additional arms. He had a well built body and had most likely practiced boxing as cardio training. Therefore, Jane was facing a series of quick jabs coming from four angles. Whenever she got near he would be ready to land a hit that she needed to dodge.

The pressure she felt was pushing her to move at higher and higher speeds. Her body was starting t feel light and she had the urge to scratch out. This was her super power telling her to use the changes in her body. Jane had already figured out that the green scales that had begun to cover her were slightly tougher than normal human skin. With her long claw like finger nails, she could easily cause some damage.

The problem was, that using her nails was not part of her fighting style. She did not want to cause such harm in a sparring match. She would only resort to using them when absolutely necessary, but using her face was not against her morals.

Jane lifted her mask revealing her pure complexion. The gold glint in her eyes flaring up and completely stopping her four armed opponent in his tracks. He stood frozen with his fist halfway toward her face. Jane just made a charming smile and spun to kick. Her foot landed with perfect force on the side of his head. She had dodged countless attacks and was forced to show her face, due to this she did not hold back on her kick.

'Only one person can look at my face and keep moving. You shouldn't have even made me show it.' Her thoughts were full of high expectations and the desire to practice. For her, there was only one person that had gone unaffected by her freezing stare, and that was Asher.

Garnet had seen this happen and realized she needed to change the training plan she had made in her head. If she didn't factor in Jane's super power to her fighting style in this way. She had sen the scales and finger nails and thought she should send some videos on using the scratching or swiping techniques she had seen, but now she would have to flip her plans upside down.

"These kids are getting more and more interesting." Garnet could feel her excitement building as she glanced at Laura who had started to move much better than before. In an extremely short time, Laura had made a large leap in her own training. Garnet knew that she had been up all night and hid it from Jackson and Asher. But since she had also been up late, she had been lucky enough to witness some of Laura's training.