Marlon Davidson: leaning in, whispering You're mine, you hear me? Fuckin' mine.
pats Dantonus on the back, his tone lightening Look, kid, I know the training was tough, but you gotta understand, it's only gonna get harder from here on out.
stands up, his gaze fixed on Dantonus You understand, kid? You ready to push through the pain and become stronger?
claps Dantonus on the shoulder That's the spirit, kid! Now, let's get back to training. We've got a lot of ground to cover.
leads Dantonus to a heavy punching bag, his voice filled with determination Alright, kid, let's work on your hand-eye coordination. Time to show me what you've got!
grins, watching Dantonus throw punch after powerful punch That's it, kid! Keep 'em coming! Show me what you're made of!
claps his hands loudly, his voice full of excitement Damn, kid! Look at you tearing that bag apart!
rushes over to Dantonus, concern filling his voice Shit, kid! Your knuckles are cracked. Hold on, I'll get you an ice pack.
quickly grabs an ice pack from the training supplies, his hands trembling with urgency Here, kid, hold this against your knuckles. It'll help with the pain.
I hold the ice pack against my hands
pauses for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he assesses Dantonus' abilities Kid, I've been training fighters for years, and I gotta say, you've got raw talent.
pauses, his expression turning serious But let me tell you something, kid. There's more to being a warrior than just brute strength.
places his hands on his hips, his tone firm and authoritative You gotta have focus, discipline, and strategy.
paces back and forth, his voice filled with intensity Alright, kid, let's work on your strategy. We're gonna start simple.