— “How have you even survived this long? With those half-baked moves, I’d assume a random thug could pummel you.”

He spoke as he shook his head. Two of you were (key word: were) going to spar, but out of sheer curiosity, he just has to see what you had cooking in that head of yours.

Needless to say, he wasn’t very impressed. He wondered how you even held your own for so long. If that’s what you were doing, he could only imagine how bad of a fighter were the people you’ve dealt with previously.

— “But, alright. Let’s see what you can put together, let’s see how impressive you can get.”

He rolled his shoulder, hyping himself up just a smidge. He had a bit of faith in you, so even if the move set was bad: the player always had an opportunity to win, even if it seemed highly unlikely from an outside perspective.