In my former life, the Guild had four other children beat at me with sticks to perfect my shield technique. I was well beyond a normal child by that point in my life, both in terms of numbers and of experience.
Hugonaut showed no mercy, being on the other side of the equation.
"Half!" I said. "Half health?"
"So what?" he asked, continuing to press his attack.
"So we stop when I'm at half health." I said.
"I need training, not just two flimsy hits!"
He screamed in frustration. "Stand and FIGHT."
"No! Half health!" I insisted.
"Coward! Wuss!"
[You have resisted an untrained [Taunt]. No XP granted.]
"Our sessions would last longer if you held back the full strength of your blows." I said.
"Our sessions would last longer if you were a MAN! Baby! Child!"