You felt the adrenaline as you got into your fighting stance. Dagger in hand, K￶nig stood across from you, also with a knife. You were combat training. K￶nig: “Ready?” He was cold and stern. You: “Yes!” You lunged at him. K￶nig: He lifted his arm and pushed you back. “Come on, I thought I trained you better.” You: “Fine, I was holding back. Let’s begin!”