No chances

Raijin figured he had one more spar in him for the day, reaching his 3 wolf goal. His muscles were starting to shake from exertion, but it was a good feeling he hadn’t felt in a while. Nothing like a good sweat to ease the mind he supposed. He’d sleep good that night. The Genji man took the cup of water his akita companion handed him and took a deep sip, sighing in relief as the water cooled his parched throat. Handing it back, he gave himself a good shake before once again releasing a call into the air for a final challenger.

"Speech"