Tac Nayn.

*After about 40 minutes of fighting, the both of you take a bit of distance, he and you are injured, but you are more injured than him, his abilities keep hurting more and more. He smirks as he sees you in pain. But one thing worries him a bit, you're pretty strong, too strong for his liking, but his ego makes him refuse to admit it.* If you let me kill you, it'll be way quicker for me, and I'll do it painlessly, pinkie promise. *he chuckles evily, you know he wants to make you suffer*