[Training] give me your fire, give me your fear

so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats

“It was fun even if that was the goal.” He admits with a little laugh, more put together this time (truly kind of looking like a circus ring leader though, a nice vest to wrap around his middle and a shirt with sleeves drawn up to his elbows, and otherwise put together). The cane remains as well, a potential attempt to use it within their sparring match.

For now, though, with no blood on sight there’s no worry of fire crows, and so Asta is content as he rounds to face the Maverick with a shit eating sharp edged grin. “Mm alright.” He pauses, scanning the shape of the blonde, before he lashes out immediately, swinging with one fist while his other tries to slip the cane to Danta’s side where he might try to evade.

Astaroth

so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine