Yun-Jin, gathering her strength, conceded with a mix of defiance and begrudging respect, "Fine… I admit defeat... Only because you took a cheap shot at me. Next time we fight, I will make sure you die, though." Her attempt to maintain composure thinly veiled the frustration simmering beneath, her cheeks flushed with the heat of her anger.
Ty, unfazed by the tension, offered a serene smile and a respectful bow. "I look forward to our rematch then, Lady Yun-Jin," he said, acknowledging her as a worthy opponent and perhaps, unwittingly, a teacher in the art of combat.
"Wh-whatever," she muttered, her pride wounded but her spirit unbroken. Turning to the Lieutenant, she offered her services for future sessions. "Just let me know if you need any other assistance with training or sparring. I haven't been pushed this far in a long time anyway!"
