Three way battle

You may be wondering why I sound so irritated while I'm lying here, seemingly lazily sleeping. Well, I'm not. I'm actually engaged in image training with my eyes closed, basking in the sunlight. It's similar to the image training in the Dragon Ball anime. I'm doing this for a couple of reasons. First, I have no real experience in Beyblade battles. Until now, I've only fought in two battles, one win and one loss, which I attribute to my lack of experience against strong opponents. Second, I don't have a special move for my Beyblade, so I'm trying to figure out how to face opponents with special moves. I think I may be onto something.

So, without wasting any more time, I lie down once again and begin to mentally replay the battles I've seen or been through, facing them again and again with my Fenrir. Suddenly, a voice reaches my ears, "I challenge you to a Beyblade battle." 

Kenta's point of view:

I was training with Benkei after losing to Hikaru. It all began when I was trying to figure out Sagittario's special move. That's when Benkei came to me and told me that I should tell Gingka about it tomorrow at noon. He mentioned that there was a strong opponent waiting for me at the Bey Coliseum just outside town. I was puzzled because Gingka wasn't in any condition to battle due to his recent figure struggles, and he hadn't even figured out his special move yet. But Benkei insisted that I needed to finish what I started.

So, I've been training for a week to beat Hikaru, even though I can't bring myself to tell Gingka about it. I foolishly battled in Gingka's place and lost, and they wouldn't understand. While we were in the middle of our training, I saw that same white-haired boy I had once lost to, lying on top of the wall at the Bey Coliseum.

Without thinking, I shouted, "I challenge you to a Beyblade battle."

  point of view end:

After hearing that voice, I opened one eye to see who it was. To my surprise, it was Kenta and some other buff dude standing nearby, both covered in scratches. After pondering for a moment, I stood up and looked at both of them, saying in a sleepy tone, "Well, a simple battle won't be so much fun. How about a three-way battle? There are three of us here." Even I had to admit I sounded a bit like an edgelord, but so be it.

After a while, the three of us were standing across from each other. We all shouted at the same time, "3, 2, 1, let it rip!" I launched my Beyblade with all the power I could muster, despite still wearing my weighted equipment. And with that, the three-way battle began.