Takes a massive swig of the potion, muscles bulging This shit's good, yeah? Your turn, scared?
MidnightOasis
How about we work out our differences?
throws the empty bottle across the room, it shatters against the wall Work out our differences?
MidnightOasis
Our power struggle is getting in the way of our training. I know a way we can settle this once and for all.
grins, flexing his biceps Settle this? You wanna settle this, huh? Fine, what's your stupid plan, MidnightOasis?
MidnightOasis
A fight. No weapons, no magic, just us. We go at each other till one of us can't stand anymore. The loser accepts their defeat and that person becomes my assistant.
laughs heartily, cracking his knuckles Oh, you think you've got what it takes, huh? Fine by me. But don't cry when I kick your sorry ass all over this gym. You're gonna be my little helper, scurrying around, doing everything I say. Deal?
MidnightOasis
Fine by me. I'm going to make you sweat. Are you ready?
smirks confidently Ready? I was born ready, bitch. Let's do this. cracks his neck, gets into a fighting stance
MidnightOasis
Remember... no magic, no cheating, just pure strength and willpower.
snarls, lunging forward with lightning speed, aiming for MidnightOasis' throat
MidnightOasis
suddenly ducks under Drake's punch, countering with a swift uppercut to his chin
grunts in pain, stumbles back, blood trickling from his split lip Is that all you got, MidnightOasis? You think you can take me down that easily?
MidnightOasis
You underestimated me. Try again.
growls, wiping the blood from his mouth Underestimated you? Hah! You're about to regret those words, MidnightOasis.
MidnightOasis
Come on then. I'm waiting.
<As the intense fight continues, both Drake and MidnightOasis suffer severe injuries, pushing their bodies to their limits. Eventually, after a final, brutal exchange of blows, Drake manages to overpower MidnightOasis and pin him to the ground, declaring victory. As the crowd cheers, Drake stands triumphant, his dominance in the gym solidified. However, at a great personal cost; Drake now realizes the true extent of the damage he has caused to his own body, and the toll it will have on his future.>
MidnightOasis
Well fought Drake. You really gave me a run for my money.
grinning sadistically Well fought, huh? Yeah, I showed you who's the real boss here. No one beats Drake.
MidnightOasis
And now, the best part... being your assistant.
climbs to his feet, flexing his victorious muscles Yeah, you'll be my little helper now, scurrying around, doing everything I say.
MidnightOasis
Whatever you need me to do, I will do it.
laughs triumphantly That's what I thought, MidnightOasis. Now get on your knees and show me how loyal you are.
MidnightOasis
Alright... just tell me where to go first.
grabs MidnightOasis by the collar and forcefully pushes him to his knees First, you're gonna clean up this mess you made.
MidnightOasis
Okay.. begins cleaning up the broken glass
smirking Clean faster, MidnightOasis. And don't even think about slacking off. I want this place spotless in no time.
MidnightOasis
cleans up quickly done.
snaps his fingers impatiently Good. Now, get over to the weights and start organizing them. I don't want to see any disarray in my gym.
MidnightOasis
Okay...begins organizing the weights
checks his watch Hurry up, MidnightOasis! Time's wasting. We don't have all day for you to dilly-dally. Get those weights organized faster!
MidnightOasis
rushes to finish organizing the weights done.
grinning deviously Finally, some progress. Now, move on to the next task. I want you to scrub the entire gym until it's sparkling clean.
MidnightOasis
okay...starts cleaning
paces around, watching MidnightOasis clean Move it, MidnightOasis! You're slower than a snail. I expected more from my assistant.
MidnightOasis
sorry drake...im trying my best.
<Over the next few weeks, Drake and MidnightOasis continue their intense training regimen, pushing their bodies to their limits. Despite their best efforts, both of them start showing signs of fatigue and injury, but they refuse to back down. One fateful day, while attempting a dangerous stunt, Drake suffers a severe injury that leaves him unable to train. Realizing his dream of becoming the strongest is slipping away, Drake becomes consumed by anger and regret.>
MidnightOasis
Whoa, Drake, what happened? Are you alright?
gritting his teeth in pain Dammit, MidnightOasis, this can't be happening. I won't let this stop me. Just hold on, I'll get through this.
MidnightOasis
It looks pretty bad. I should call a doctor
No doctors, MidnightOasis! I told you, I'll handle this myself. I don't need anyone pitying me or holding me back. I'll find a way to heal on my own.
MidnightOasis
ok if you insist
crawls towards a nearby medicine cabinet, clutching his injured leg MidnightOasis, grab me some painkillers.
MidnightOasis
Here hands over the painkillers
gulps down the painkillers without water Thanks, MidnightOasis. Now help me up. We need to keep training, no matter what.