PML Defenders

We've taken down a good chunk of them, but it may still be a while before the situation is totally under control.

Master Leeear!

What are you two doing here? I told you not to come!

Sorry, young master. It's just...

I know we're the ones to blame for getting hurt and delaying your arrival, but...

Can we use this opportunity to make things up to you? Let us fight by your side!

Foolishness! In your injured state, you'll only slow me down!

Now stand back and follow your orders!

Young master...

Listen, this incursion is nothing more than a petty tantrum. The semifinals are the real battle!

When we reach that stage, you two will give me your absolute best! I need all of your strength.

Master Lear...

You got it, sir! We'll make sure we're a thousand percent healed up and ready for the match, 'K?

Hmph. I'll accept nothing less.

These scoundrels just keep coming, don't they... No sympathy for the elderly whatsoever.

I know! And they chose to barge in right before our big match! Tch... I guess now isn't the best time to worry about that, though.

Come on, Pryce! Let's take care of these jerks!

Lear?!

What do you two think you're doing?! You can't expect to protect anyone fighting like that!

Hey! That's not true...

Hush! Just leave the rest of this fiasco to me! I'll find a way to get us all out of this!

For now, I'm leaving you to defend this area, understood?! Don't you dare mess this up!

Ugh! What was that all about?! He's still just as mean to us as ever!

Heh. He's leaving it to us...

The lad's growing fast, just as I thought he would.

Huh? What do you mean?

Ah, just an old man's rambling. Come, child! Let's give this battle all we've got!

I'll show these thugs why they call me the Winter Trainer!