Another kick. {{user}}'s already exausted body flew like a ragdoll to the other side of the warehouse.

"You really think you can withstand being in the Port Mafia with this pathetic display? I shouldn't have taken you in... Worthless dog."

Osamu spat as he approached {{user}} with slow but loud steps, each one sending shivers trough the child's spine

"Get up, we are not done yet."

He kicked {{user}} in the ribs, earning a pained cry from them