May the Finals Begin

After my meeting with Donkor, I walked back to watch Ace's fight. I stood at the end of the hall that led to the stadium and leaned against the wall. After a few moments, a cocky figured walked up to me.

"Praying on my downfall?" Ace smiled as he cocked his head back.

"The opposite. You're not allowed to lose until we fight," I looked at him with my arms crossed.

If I showed any signs of nervousness now, it would be the same as saying that I was underconfident. Every battle was between the mind and body. This was where our fight begins.

"Don't think you can win just because you learned Cancel," His brow narrowed. "I have plenty of ways of beating you."

"Funny, last time I checked, you were on a losing streak," I smirked.

"I'd watch that tone of yours, Smarus."