Joel chuckled. "Of course I've been bested. Injured... But I do want a challenge.
Tell you what, give me what you think I can handle, and I'll tell you to go harder if I think it's wimpy. Sound good?"
Tell you what, give me what you think I can handle, and I'll tell you to go harder if I think it's wimpy. Sound good?"
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“Guess you want me to come at you first. If you’re ready for it, I’ll give you exactly what you want…”
“I’m quite confident I’ll have you….”
she paused for a moment, clearing her throat, her tone softening
“…Just say mercy or uncle…or whatever. Just in case…anyways, uh…I’m gonna take you down now.”
“Was waiting for that invitation.”
she suddenly lunges at him, slashing her claws at his chest
“Apologies ahead of time for the torn clothing. They look horrible and expensive.”
"Stop worrying and get your head in the game."