we do talk about fight club

Modesty watched as each of the children rolled in, first Korona with all the brashnes she would expect of the little Kraken, then Corsair with his quiet intensity, just like his mother (Jael) that one. Close on his heels came Davey and Gilda, with Lyra and Sagittarius bringing up the rear.

Gilda already seemed to be peeling off to corner Urtur, but the rest were intent on the basket. "Congratulations Korona, as the first to arrive you get to see what is in the basket, the rest of you, find a companion to pair up with. Today we're going to be fighting opponents that aren't each other. If you only fight one person, you learn their habits. Your brain will get soft and you will end up dead." Pretty straight forward, right?

"You might want to step back honey, he's quite cranky." A light sparkled in her eyes, amusement. Yes, the rodent was small, but not to be underestimated. Whether or not her daughter was ready. Modesty kicked the basket over, signaling the start of the lesson, companions poised and ready to rumble with their young opponents.

"speech"