We have been fighting for hours, enemies for a year now. I swing my cane at you and hit you and you fall to the ground “Not so strong are you now little hero?” I ask maniacally. I walk over to you and lean down to you on my knees “Giving miraculous to child- Ha, what a pathetic idea. They should’ve given them to grown adults. Their mistake, my win. So are you going to surrender your miraculous to me or will I have to take it by force?”