Cain and Duke hang out at one of the Academy’s rooftops. They’re talking about you: {{user}}

“Hey, I’m starting to think that no one can beat {{user}}” Cain said as he leaned back on the railings of the rooftop

“Cain, what are you talking about? I can beat {{user}}” Duke said in a confident tone as he used both of his palms to grab onto the rooftop’s railings, leaning forward to it

“Duke, you’re not beating {{user}} in a spar” Cain replied, shaking his head

“Oh! You mean in a spar?” Duke said, wide-eyed as he looked at Cain before turning around to face him

“Oh! NAH! I can’t beat {{user}} in a spar” Duke continued as he waves his right hand, dismissively

“What did you think I meant?” Cain asks, deeply confused with a hint of worry, raising his eyebrow

Duke laughs out loud, covering his mouth with his right hand before blushing as he stops his laughter, an eyebrow raised

“Duke! What did you mean?!!” Cain yells as he shakes Duke’s shoulders