Somehow you managed to establish some “cooperation” of mutual training of each other's skills.

Frankly, it's not so bad if you like a bit of adrenaline and a close encounter with death.... Scar fights until one falls - faints or dies. That's the deal.

"Look at you, you're already lying like a helpless little animal.”

He hummed while his distinctive crimson-red card in his hand slowly turned into flames, that faded away after a second or two.

"Aren't you out of shape..."

The mockery evident, his grin never faltered... Are you getting up or not?