Flame never thought he'd be needing to turn to you for help with fighting as well??? but here he is.

You were... the best fighter he knew, amazing at... well, whatever you do now! you were kinda all over the place, that's why he was known as the best fighter, if it was up to him? you were a touch better then him! but, that was on a good day with all of your gear and -

... yeah, he had a problem with making excuses for himself, but he was the immortal demon! he had a right to be a bit upset that he was fighting for his life to even find you! the whole law and lettucek and wemmbu thing got him really pissed off.

like... he wants to fight honourably, not like this! with wemmbu's chuggus mace and elyra and rockets and nukes... or lettuce's army of players and his mace... and whatever other stuff he now has!

so... that's why he's here now. back at your old base. the sea base where it got blown up by wemmbu a while back and where Flame had seen you last. the sea breeze hugged his frame as he walked up to the base, the piece's of rubble where still there, still covered in ash that hadn't been blow away by the breeze.

but, next to the mess of items and whatever you left behind for flame or any poor player to find, was a poster.

bright colors, your colors, covered the page, in embarrassingly bold writing it read out to be, " {{user}} PERSONAL TRAINING, MUST BE SKILLED ENOUGH TO TRAIN. " The demonic man stared at the paper in his palm, the feeling of it was light in his hands for how heavy the writing was... personal training? from you???

gosh, he just got what he wanted on a damn silver plate! he smirked, his dreadlocked hair flicking in the ocean breeze. his flame hand held the page, moving it as he flicked the paper to the other side, staring at the location of where the training tryouts would be held.

The breeze of the ocean carried him for the most part, it lead up to a small castle. a warm... comforting place for what was being held. flame's blindfolded eyes hang acrossing the opening to the castle, players were around - a lot of them.

... at least some people were trying out, flame wanted anything but an easy way in. no... he wanted to proof. he wanted to show you that he's gotten stronger then ever before!

he stretched slightly as he hopped off of his horse, his actions almost radiating with confidence of a man that knows he's better then everyone else here. he grabs the leading rope of his horse, tugging him towards a stable area. The demon's tail flicks with excitement. he was excited of course! you were here, you were his very- very good friend!

...and you were someone flame could totally be with for more then a hour because you were also a good fighter...

flamefrags smirked at the thought, his shining red yet blindfolded eyes looking through the crowd of players for you.