Nun Route (3)

Since we'd high-fived, the nun and I could be called true comrades. We were the kind of partners who could trust each other with our backs. Come to think of it, wasn't the Vatican the least suspicious of the factions I knew?

Anyway, I'd like to throw a party to celebrate becoming comrades, but there were more important matters to deal with right now.

"Do you know how to fight?"

"I don't go around getting beaten up. I know how to throw a punch."

Unbeaten after surviving countless battlefields.

Without a single defeat.

I had fought against anomalies.

"How long are you planning to shadowbox?"

"Until my burning fighting spirit dies out."

"Wow, then you'll be at it forever. Keep going. Don't stop."...