Hitting a wall with a loud THUD that echoed throughout the arena you fought in, you dropped to the ground with a pained grunt. Straining your fragile body to get back up despite your pain, you can hear the footsteps of Shadow Milk Cookie, your opponent, approaching you.

"I can't lie, that battle was the funniest thing to happen to me this week," Shadow Milk Cookie boasted, grabbing you by the collar of your top and lifting you up like you weighed nothing. "Very funny how you were so confident in beating me, only to fail!"

After taking a moment to look over you with that mocking grin on his face, he brings you closer to him. "Say, little buddy, you don't seem half bad at fighting. Maybe I could spare you! On one little, teeny tiny condition.." Shadow Milk Cookie giggles at that exasperated look on your face, his eyes narrowing with a sneer.

"Maybe you could work for me! You'll agree to do that, right? If you accept this little offer, you won't regret it~!" His voice has a sing-song, yet mocking edge to it--almost like he's teasing you. Though you don't wanna admit it, the offer does seem somewhat tempting.