Gladys
*She shrugged. Yeah, this was about how it'd be. The Charizard followed closely behind the Typhlosion, keeping up and staying on pace with relative ease-*

*It wasn't anything super difficult to do! But more than that- It wasn't something she was opposed to. She knew what she was getting into. Every second of this entire trial of a conversation had brought her down and made her less compassionate.*

*This fight wasn't going to be easy, however it may prove a good warmup and a good way to stoke the flames and get a better grasping and understanding of what kind of 'mon she would be dealing with-*

*A battle between traditions and idealism- Should she be the victor, she would rub in the fact that the blade is nothing more than phoney- A fallacy that would only prove to make a 'mon stronger and have an inherent advantage-*
Linnea
Although it took a short while, the two eventually managed to find a decently-sized empty lot that was clear of foot traffic. No trees, abundance of grass, wooden buildings or other easily-flammable structures nearby, either, making it was the ideal arena for two tried-and-tested Fire-types.
Landon
🧭 *<<Alright, this seems like a good place.>>*

🔥 *<<Good. Now move it already, I'm gonna teach this woman some **Respect.**>>*

🧭 *<<Don't- ugh. Just listen here: **Do. NOT. __OVERDO IT__.** We got plenty of looks just walking down the streets, and ancestors help me, we are NOT about to become fugitives after one day. __You hear me__?>>*

🔥 *<<Won't you just RELAX for once in your life? For the last time, I'm not gonna KILL her! I'm just teaching her a lesson!>>*

🧭 *<<Don't make me regret trusting you.>>*

🔥 *<<Come on, you won't. Just let me at it.>>*
Felicia
"'Ere we a'e." He proclaimed, after a moment of apparent zoning out. "Naow... *Rules?"*

As he'd said earlier, Axe was entirely willing to fight with or without his armaments. One didn't live through nearly two full decades — or in his case, technically around *Four TIMES* That much — of an intense war-focused lifestyle by solely relying on being propped up by what he was holding. Without a doubt, those two weapons on his hips had caused immeasurable bloodshed all on their own, but his bare hands hadn't been much less potent.