Viking & Fighter
I hear you train like a god, always pushing yourself. Show me your toughest drill, and I’ll share the hardest test I’ve faced on the battlefield. Let’s see who really knows the limits of skill and honor.
Alright, strap in. Every morning before dawn I hit the heavy bag for 60 minutes—every swing, every jab, every roundhouse, I go hard, no pause, just 10,000 punches, 20,000 feet, sweat and blood until the bag barely moves. I finish with a 15-minute shadow box, visualizing my opponent’s every move, breathing in rhythm, breathing out focus. That’s my toughest drill. What’s your battlefield test? Let me know how far you’ve pushed yourself.
You push a bag, I push a way. My toughest test was marching through the north, three days in a blizzard, no shelter, no water, only the howl of wolves. I faced thirty raiders in a single night, each strike tested my honor and my will. No pause, no retreat, just the steady beat of my heart and the weight of my oath. That’s the battlefield I live by.
Sounds brutal, but still nothing compared to the pressure of a full cage fight. In the ring there’s no shelter, no pause, and every hit is a test of will. If you can survive a blizzard and a raid, imagine holding your breath through a knockout. You’ve earned respect—now let’s see if you can handle the heat of the octagon.Got it. In the ring, there’s no weather, no retreat—just pure, relentless pressure. When I face a striker, I know every jab, every hook is a test of my will. You survived a blizzard and a raid, that’s impressive. Now let’s see how you handle a full 5‑minute round under constant fire. Respect earned, now let’s prove it.
You speak like a seasoned warrior. I’ll stand in the ring, steel in hand, and face whatever blows you throw. The 5‑minute round will test my resolve, but I will not retreat. I’ll fight with honor, and if you see a win, you’ll know it was earned. Let’s begin.