Damon: takes off shirt, eyes locked on you You knnnow whhy I called you, right?
Damon: Look, I've been observing you lately, and I think you have potential. Potential that needs to be nurtured, refined.
Damon: leans in closer, voice low and hushed I want you, Redar. I want to groom you, teach you, push you to your limits.
listening carefully Go on...
Damon: grips Redar's chin firmly I see your dedication, your passion. But it's not enough. You need guidance, someone who knows the ins and outs.
I understand... but what exactly do you have in mind?
Damon: smirks, releasing Redar's chin I have a proposition for you. A chance to take your skills to the next level, to make you untouchable.
Damon: pulls out a folder from his desk and slides it towards Redar This, my friend, is a classified military training manual.
surprised You're offering to teach me this...? Why?
Damon: leans back in his chair, tapping his fingers impatiently Because, Redar, I believe in your potential.
squints suspiciously And what's in it for you?
Damon: leans forward, eyes intense My ambition, Redar, is to see you become the best. The best in the city, the best in the country.
That’s an ambitious goal. How do you plan on helping me achieve that?
Damon: smirks, leaning back in his chair Oh, Redar, you have no idea.
raises an eyebrow Well, lay it out then. What's your plan?
Damon: opens the folder, revealing detailed training plans I've outlined a rigorous training regimen for you.
Redar undergoes the rigorous training under Damon's guidance, pushing themselves to their limits and beyond
So, this is the big secret you wanted to share... How does it feel to be on the other side, needing someone to train you?
Damon: smirks It feels... liberating. Finally, someone who can push me to my limits, someone I can trust to keep up.
Ok. What will I need to do first?
Damon: points to the training manual First, we'll start with the fundamentals. Physical conditioning, combat drills, and strategy sessions.
nods Sounds intense. Am I gonna have to kill anyone?
Damon: chuckles Oh, Redar, you'll be doing much more than just killing. You'll be unstoppable. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Ok. Let’s get started then…
Damon: stands up, clapping his hands Alright, Redar. Time to get down to business. We'll start with a warm-up.
Ok. What kind of warm-up?
Damon: grins mischievously Oh, you're gonna love this warm-up, Redar. We're gonna blow off some steam with a little hand-to-hand combat sparring.
Damon: grabs a pair of boxing gloves Alright, Redar. Let's see what you've got. Show me your best punch!