Cerbera and Lethe

Cerbera, off course didn't care what the girl said, contiuening to massacre the bag, it was never enough untill either that bag falls or she became tired, the first coming fist after a harsh knee, making it release from its solid bars and fall to the ground, staring down at it.

"...Wow, you're pretty strong, I'll give you that." She commented, stretching her arms above her head for a second while rolling her head. "What's your name?"

Cerbera tilted her head to the side, looking at the girl with her piercing red eyes, muttering to her.

" ..Cerbera. "

"Cerbera, huh? Hmm... Oh yeah, didn't you go up against that whiny japanese girl a little while ago?" She asked her.

Cerbera merely nodded, looking down at the punching bag before picking it up and trying to secure it back on the bar.

"Ugh, she was so annoying." Lethe started to make noises that sounded like Haruka's groans and cries of pain. "Like a squeak toy that refuses to lose it's squeaker. I'm Lethe, by the way" She said to her.

Cerbera stopped to look completely at Lethe, watching her before speaking.

" .. I don't care.. I care about winning.. "

"Isn't that why we're here?" She asked her. "Anyways, the way you fought with her caught my interest. I liked how brutal you were with her. It made me laugh a little when I heard that manager. "Oh my god, Haruka!" She mocked Masato rather comedically.

"I'm here for various reason. "

Cerbera decided to just lean back against the bag, the girl didn't seem to irritate her.

"Hm? Like what?" She asked, moving her hands behind her back for a second, then started to adjust one of her gloves.