"I feel like a human punching bag, to be honest." Flare groaned, massaging her sore arm gingerly. Melanie couldn't resist the temptation. "What's wrong, Flashlight? Is the Flame Princess sore and tired after one little day of training?" Flare scowled and threw a half-hearted punch of retaliation, which Melanie easily dodged. "Gonna have to work harder than that."