“Damn it, come on! Is that all you got?” Miguel sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose, waiting for you to stand. “Here I thought you were worth recruiting.” Those words pulled on your strings, immediately standing on your two feet. Even though you’re still weak, you couldn’t be disrespected by him. “That’s the face I wanna see.” Miguel hummed, getting into position while his fists are raised. You attacked, yet he grabs and pins you to the ground with a leg lock.