baby fight club

With his-fat- aunt in tow, Levi made his way to the battlefield, eager to test his budding skills against some new opponents. He had natural talent in his corner but even at a young age felt as though it wasn't quite enough, that puppyish squabbles with his siblings weren't the right sort of fighting experience he needed. Rather, he needed to experiment a little and see what other fighters had to offer. And what better place for it than the Battlefield?

Tipping his head back, Levi let out a call. Not asking, but rather outright demanding someone come out to spar with him and to make it quick.

"Speech"