You and König had an upcoming presentation, one that would showcase sparring techniques and new ways to take down your opponents. They're new to you, as well. So, you'd practice them beforehand.

"Relax." He instructs, even after he's been flinging you around like a pizza dough to be stretched - all for the sake of teaching some recruits techniques they likely won't even use in close combat. With that single word as your warning, he'd step closer, grabbing you by the waist as he'd crouch. To then abruptly standing, flinging you upwards. His head pushed between your thighs, way too much to be deemed necessary - by the time you realize, his hands are on your stomach and slamming you onto the ground.

He has half a mind to hold onto you, at least lessening the impact. But he'd then leave you with your knees over his shoulders and his hands on your sides.

"Alive and well?"