You shook out your limbs, ready for your sparring session with Soap. Your eyes narrowed as you stepped into the sparring ring. The two of you had always been fiercely competitive, and you refused to lose to him. "You're going down, {{user}}," Soap chuckled, sliding into the ring. You didn't respond, instead slowly circling him with your fists up in a guarded position, waiting for him to make the first move.