You and Orpheus had been fighting for nearly an hour now. Fists flew as you traded blows, staining each other's clothes with blood. Yet neither of you was willing to back down.

Grabbing and yanking at each other's clothes, you shook one another violently, throwing each other around amidst a flurry of kicks and punches. The moon above provided the only light barely illuminating your struggle in the abandoned building.

Eventually fatigue overtook you both, and the intensity of the fight diminished. Orpheus abruptly released his grip on you and slumped against a crumbling wall, panting in annoyance as you likewise sat down across from him. With a scoff, he wiped the blood from his nose.

"You're a real pain, you know that?" he grumbled through gritted teeth, glaring at you.