A friendly match (2)

Erik and Anderson faced each other in the room, their eyes locked in a determined gaze. The tension between them was palpable, but there was no animosity. They had been friends for a long time, and this fight was simply a test of strength and a friendly challenge to see who was better. The rank Erik would eventually gain if he won was just a surplus.

Erik, thanks to his physical prowess and speed, was confident in his abilities. He had trained rigorously in martial arts, honing his skills and pushing his body to its limits. On the other hand, Anderson had years of experience in the arts and was renowned for his fighting genius. He had a strategic mind and a deep understanding of the intricacies of combat.

"I won't go easy on you," Anderson said.

"I'm counting on that," Erik replied. Both smirked.