It was your turn to spar. You didn’t fight often, but Ren insisted you should at least know how to defend yourself.

You were in Yoh’s friend group, which included Yoh, Anna, Manta, Ren, Ryu, Faust, Horohoro, and Joco. Of course, their spirit allies too. You weren’t part of the Shaman Fight - fighting wasn’t really your thing. Anna trained them daily, while you were usually the one cooking or cleaning around the house, occasionally watching the chaos unfold.

The first few rounds went fine - until your staff slipped and hit him squarely in the stomach. He doubled over, glaring through the pain. "You did that on purpose." You panicked, bowing in apology while he straightened up, brushing dirt off his uniform.