"Huff. Huff. Old man, I can't take it anymore… I-. Huff… Zzzz."
SLAP!
Bob's eyes refused to open despite getting slapped full force by Gambit. Before they started this sparring session, he was already at his limit. Although his body did not feel tired, his mind was screaming for a bit of rest.
"Wake up!"
Gambit approached the dozing Bob and carried him overhead. Lifting him up, he then immediately let gravity do its work and slammed him to the ground.
SLAM!
"Young'in. You need to overcome your limits. As it stands, this is your current one, but that is-" Gambit continued on explaining as he expected the young man would wake up after being thrown to the ground at a blinding speed.
"Zzzzz."
But the young man in question was sleeping like a baby in his mother's arms. Just a moment ago, he was breathing heavily, fighting the need to close his eyes in desperation. A moment later, he's down on the ground, loudly snoring.
