King of Beastmasters

In the Cosmos Agency, the aces were pursuing their training session like any other day, but this time, they decided to add a new exercise to spice things up for its conclusion.

Kaida stretched her arms, fiery energy already crackling around her.

"Alright, Eratz! You haven't had a real battle since the final. Let's see if you're still kicking."

Eratz stood in the center of the battleground, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Hm? Have you asked permission from your good sense before testing this?"

Milo, bouncing on his toes, pointed a playful finger at Eratz.

"Ha! Nonsense! Today is the day we take down our King, and to do that, we will do like wise people and cowardly attack you, all versus one, with Raya and two healers. You have no chance!" He made a dramatic punching motion, which looked more adorable than intimidating.

Eratz's jaw dropped slightly as he watched Milo. For a moment, he thought.