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"Fairer numbers? Oh, come off it with that bullshit... Fine, you want a fight so bad? We'll have a goddamn fight."
"You don't have to fight if you don't want. He's just showing off, not like with the mayor. We'll be fine."
Kotetsu raised a brow at Corey's aggression, then raised it further at Leaf's implicit mention of having fought the mayor.
"Listen, Ralts," he said, with a slightly bemused tone. "A friendly match ought to be friendly, but at least you have some fighting spirit! Know this: I have no quarrel with you, but if there's something you need to get out of your system, I will gladly battle you."
He crossed his arms and took a wider stance.
"Pokémon battle each other to grow stronger, to know each other better, and to better know themselves," he declared. "Why not have fun with it? Perhaps we'll learn something from each other, eh?"
Something had changed in Kotetsu's voice at the prospect of battle, and his fellow samurai moved to take up positions at his side. Ibuki looked relaxed and cheerful, pulling on his poncho over his head. Kyoko looked less tense the moment Kotetsu started earnestly talking up the virtues of sparring, as if this was what she'd wanted to see from him in place of his bitter sarcasm.
"It's been a long time since I got to spar properly. You may be able to tell that we're very weak on our own. A proper duel is not on the table. If you want to spar with us, it will have to be against a group of us for it to... even out."
"If you wanted a spar you should've asked! I'm around most of the time."
Kotetsu extended a gauntlet to Myhnt and Felin. "I like these two! Treecko here talks like my old sensei, and the cat sounds like a proper battleheart! Very well. All of you, against the three of us, then!"
Kyoko unsheathed a long, jagged shell-blade, and held it with its point facing the earth. "Standard casual sparring rules! Battle until knockout, last team standing wins! Yield if you are hurt, and call your knockout attacks or else forfeit!"
Hearing this, a few of the passers-by began to loiter around the edges of the plaza to spectate the match.
The Bisharp thumped his armour plating as if mimicking a heartbeat, and cast his arm out again.
"Have at you, then! Show us what you're made of!"
Samurai Trio wants to battle!
[ ] Objective: Impress the Tsainanese warriors!
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