Point-of-View: Argent Stryker
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"I'm completely beat!" I sighed wearily, as I flopped onto the bed.
"What's wrong? You seem really tired," Remarked Izzy, as she hopped onto the bed, scooting over till she was beside me.
"Well, that fight was kinda hard to watch, especially each time you two hurt each other. Though, I was impressed by Larrk...even though you were holding back, he inflicted a lot more injuries on you than you did against him," I recalled, as I stifled a yawn.
"You could probably have done more damage whenever we sparred, but you always stopped short or missed on purpose every time your attacks were about to land," She pointed out with a frown.
"I mean, I didn't want to hurt you, so...," I responded with a wry smile.
"I guess I can't complain about that, but it would've been more fun if you fought me more seriously. Do you think you could defeat your brother?" She asked me curiously.
