“Well, I guess you two could go first,”

“Wait, hold on. When did I say I wanted to fight him?” Cy suddenly blurted out, and Regi, the boy who confronted Cy, took a step toward him.

“Are you scared? Are you already aware that you’ll get your ass beat?” Regi tauntingly said, but Cy didn’t even react as he just pushed him away.

“Meh, whatever. Also, no weapons. I want to train my hand to hand combat skills as they suck ass right now,”

“Whatever, you’re going to get your ass beat anyway,” Regi said with a malicious smile, and as everybody cleared the arena, the two stepped into the middle.

Since nobody else was going to referee the match, I decided to do it myself.

“Orion, can’t you help with something?” I muttered as he was literally just taking a nap with a pillow he had brought from his room.

“Huh? Uhhhh… Nah, I’m not hungry,” He said before placing his head back onto the pillow, and a vein was practically popping out of my forehead.

A few of my cousins snickered a bit as they watched me blush in embarrassment, and just as I regathered my thoughts, I quickly started the match.

“AND BEGIN!” I shouted before running over to Orion and kicking him in the gut.

Aisa and Findir chuckled a bit as they watched Orion roll around in pain, but I, on the other hand, was now watching the match unfold before me.

I was impressed with Regi’s hand to hand to combat as I’ve never seen or heard of him practicing it, but Cy was just too good.

He looked like somebody straight out of the special forces with how good he was with his hands and feet.

He missed absolutely no openings, took every opening, and created as many openings as humanly possible.

“You guys are monsters,” I muttered before Cy went in for one last punch… which was a fake, and he then calf kicked Regi, knocking him to the ground as his left leg went limp.

“You cheap bastard… Why are you kicking my legs?” Regi muttered, and just as he was about to stand up and punch Cy, Cy put out his hand to help him up.

“That was a good fight….”

“Tch… yeah, right, you aren’t even sweating,” Regi muttered as he swatted Cy’s hand away and returned back to the group of cousins.

“Alright, I’ll go next, and I also want to practice my hand-to-hand combat,” Aisa said, but just as she was about to fight Lisa, I asked her a question.

“Where’d you learn to fight so well? You guys look like a perfectly trained soldier,” I asked, and as Aisa began to stretch a bit, she said,

“My grandfather trained us for a bit. He was really good at fighting and continuously beat our asses, even with weapons,”

Soon, the two got into a ready position, and just as I started the match, Aisa pulled an interesting move.

She stepped inward, slipping Lisa’s punch and then blocking another punch that was about to connect with her chin.

As she caught the punch with two hands, she then pulled her fist down, bringing her in for a knee to the liver.

But my cousin wasn’t about to go down that easily…

She quickly recovered from the extremely painful hit and then went for a tackle, but Aisa was too fast as she side-stepped and shin kicked her in the face.

I could tell Aisa held back from kicking her in the throat, so I internally thanked her before calling off the match.

Lisa had already fainted, but another, Ryan, wanted a piece of her.

“Hey! If I win, you have to be my girlfriend!” He shouted as they both got into a ready position, no time in between to give Aisa some time to breathe.

Ryan was a guy who would try to date anybody as long as they were pretty, but this also meant he ended up getting his heart broken a lot.

I swear to god, each time he comes back from an outing with his friends, he is heartbroken and locks himself in his room for a week or so.

“AND START!” I shouted, and Ryan immediately lunged inward, catching an uppercut that was about to clock him in the nose and then stepping on Aisa’s foot.

Oh, so he noticed her strange footwork…

Ryan wasn’t the strongest out of all of us, but he is definitely one of the smartest, so I guess it makes sense that he would catch onto something like this… but being just smart still isn’t enough to make up for real skill and talent.

As Ryan caught her foot, he tried to go in for a punch to the gut, but it was swiftly blocked, and then Aisa used her free arm to jam her elbow into his shoulder.

He instantly fell down and hit his forehead on his knee, thoroughly embarrassing himself, but it didn’t stop there.

Aisa took a little step in and then grabbed the boy’s hair, pulling him back towards her and allowing her to uppercut him in his already bruised chin.

“Oof… That looks painful,” Orion muttered.

“You’re up? Didn’t you just go to sleep?”

“Yeah, but I got bored….” He replied before letting out a long and obnoxious yawn that could be heard across the entire training arena.

Bored of sleeping…?

I can’t deal with this guy anymore. One moment he’s some kind of crazy demon, and another moment he’s some innocent-looking dude.

“Hey! You Elfy! Lemme fight you!” Jay, one of the weaker ones of my cousins, calls out toward Findir… who clearly fell for his taunt.

A vein was about to burst out of his head, and as they both walked to the center of the arena, Findir let out a blast of bloodlust, which caused Jary to immediately fall onto his ass.

BOOM

Findir just barely missed his downward punch that was clearly meant to shatter my cousin’s ribcage.

“Scary…” I muttered.