"What do I have to learn first?" Ashton asked, standing up from the grass and cleaning the dirt that had stuck on him away from his cloth.
A foreign smile crept on Marcus' lips as he turned around to face Ashton.
"You know…you can be annoying and frustrating to deal with."
"Is that a compliment?" Ashton chuckled, readying himself by doing some quick stretches.
"No, it's not!"
Ashton snarled at Marcus' remark. "So, what do we start with? A battle with you?"
"That is some fancy way to ask for death Ashton. You cannot compete with me yet." Marcus chuckled, his voice filled with amusement as he said those words.
"Let's try it out then!" Ashton shouted charging earnestly towards Marcus to attack him. "Arrrr!!!"
The latter was quick to grasp Ashton's flawed moves as he swiftly shifted the direction of his foot and took a single step backwards making Ashton fall into the ground with his single punch.