Petty Trick?

"Why don't you want to stand, cathie batie?" Rafael thought. He had already given a nickname to the beast. If he had voiced it out, the feeling of triumph would in no way be stopped from reflecting from his voice. He knew very well that at this moment, the beast had a lot on it's mind if it had one and that It has probably accepted defeat but he needed to fight on to prove to the fellow in him that he was good at something.

"Stand up and come at me immediately!" He yelled at the beast which lazily stood up as though it understood what he told him but did not move an inch from where it stood.

"I cannot continue fighting with you. Please accept me and become my master." He heard a tiny but cute voice speak to him."

"Regin what did you say?" He never knew Regin could disguised his voice and utter such nonsense.

"I said nothing. I only heard several pronunciations of words I found gibberish and which seemed to come from that beast you just hit on its face.

"Did you just speak?" He turned