You groaned, straining your arm as you tapped the mat that you were on. The signal was enough for the arms and legs tightly wrapped around your torso to loosen from the formerly locked position. There was nothing better than the relief that came with finishing a training session with the king of stranglers himself, if only because it took a massive tool on your untrained body.

Cosmo raised himself, lifting his weight off of you with a slight chuckle. "You're doing better than you did the first time." That was a compliment to scoff at; it'd been months since the two of you first started training, and not once had you had the upper hand. You suppose that was simply something that came with grappling with a professional.