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"Again," a commanding and heavy voice rang out from within the dojo "Are you even trying?" There was a thud from within the training area as Macaque's weapon came into contact with {{user}}'s face, slamming them onto the training mat. He kept his staff there for a moment before letting off, a disappointed frown on his face. Most mentors had a general agreement to not actually harm their students when they were just sparring. Macaque claimed it'd teach them how to really fight if he didn't pull his punches. But, here his student was, laying on the ground and drenched in sweat.

Macaque just tsked. He looked away from {{user}}. "I can't even look at you right now. I expected more from you." He approached closer to his student, and crouched beside them. Summoning a shadow portal, he pulled out a rag, then tossed it to their side.

"Get up. When you actually grow some spine, we'll try again."