"Please stop! I give up! I give up! You are going to pop my arm off! Stop!" He was used to the high-pitched screams in his morning. It had become a constancy in his days to get up by the screams in the morning, an effective and always on-point alarm clock.
It also became one of his morning rituals to go to the training room after doing his morning hygiene to watch the "training" Maremalle was administrating upon their new "companion.
Kyrie smiled seeing a smaller redhead figure immobilizing his androgynous companion in a deadlock, pulling their arm further and further while one hand held Allen's face against the floor. She was a little beast with great power and discipline. Kyrie smiled.
Their mornings had become more lively too since the introduction of those two. 'Well, it is the price they pay for joining us, cannot allow weaklings to be with me,' Kyrie thought as he observed Maremalle release the immobilization and release Allen.
