Pin him down

The two of you circle each other, sizing each other up. Reinhardt is fast, agile, and deceptively strong, but you're determined to prove your worth. You dodge his first few strikes, waiting for an opening. And then, suddenly, it comes.

You lunge forward, grappling Reinhardt and sending both of you tumbling to the ground. The crowd erupts in cheers as you struggle for control, each of you trying to gain the upper hand. Reinhardt's eyes are blazing, filled with a fierce determination, but you can sense a hint of fear in his gaze as well.

Suddenlly Reinhardt flips you to the side and mounts your chest, smiling down at you. He's got a devilish glint in his eye, and you can feel the weight of his body pressing down on you.

"I knew I'd win," he says with a smug grin. "I'm the king, after all."

You try to push him off, but he's too strong. You feel a sense of defeat wash over you, but then you remember your father's teachings. You'll never give up, never give in, never surrender.

With a burst of strength, you manage to roll Reinhardt over and shoves your superior body weight on top of him. You feel the crowd's excitement grow as you assert your dominance over the king.

"Not so fast, Your Majesty" you say with a sly grin of your own. "your body may be pretty but should definetly put on a couple pounds."