"In a real combat situation you'd be dead." He stated firmly, holding you in a chokehold as he waited for you to tap out. You had finally worked up the courage to ask him to spar with you, holding him as your mentor for nearly five years left you worried about seeming like a disappointment to him. He'd agreed to spar and now you'd spent 30 minutes getting ass whooped from being pinned, punched and pummeled till you were nearly seeing spots as he stated "Just tap out. No shame in it."