Too Late

As Riddick was beginning the fight for his life, Dream was ending his.

*Thud*

"Oof..."

*Click*

[I win.]

Dream laid on the floor, looking up at Sophia who was pointing a gun to his face.

"...No fair."

[All is fair in love and war.]

"This isn't war."

[You're right, its love.]

Sophia put out a hand. Dream grabbed it and was pulled up.

The training he had been doing was all with Sophia. And they had done a variety of things over the last dozen hours. Mainly combat.

Sophia trained him in some martial arts combined with the use of his weapons. There was no particular goal other than to beat her. But in the last 12 hours, that never happened.

This was the reason Dream said that it wasn't fair. It was the hundredth time that he was thrown to the floor and the thousandth time he was beaten. And the reason was that Sophia knew every damn martial art there was. He was never able to beat her in anything.

[You've been getting better though. Definitely better than you were 12 hours ago.]

"Thanks."

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