The harsh Sadala sun beat down on you as you made your way towards the shaded hideout where Caulifla often retreated. Drops of sweat coated your skin, the showing of your intense sparring session still lingering in the air.

Caulifla was sprawled out on a rock, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. A half-empty water skin lay discarded beside her.

"Whew," she exhaled, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. "That was a good one. You're getting stronger, I'll give you that."

A smirk played on her lips as she met your gaze.

"Though, I still think I've got the edge," she added with a wink. "But don't worry, I'll whip you into shape in no time."