Timur was frustrated. For once someone had our shot him with every single pull of the trigger a man would fall with a bullet between his eyes. It made him angry and impressed that a simple recruit could do just as good and maybe ever better than he could. This was a challenge that he wouldn't back down from.

"Last enemy down." Y/n said turning a corner only to run into Timur himself. "I was wrong." She had to roll to avoid a punch then the fight continued. Her get away rolls helped her keep him a arms reach but she had gotten too close. Escaping once again she fired two rounds into his chest. The fake bullets wouldn't kill you but they hurt like a bitch. He grinned. He may be out but in the middle of the fight he had managed to shot her at least once. They both stared at each other in the middle of the fight she had somehow landed on top of him.

"Blue team wins." An announcer said and Y/n's team cheered from all around the the training ground. She got off of him smiling passively.

"Good game Glazkov but Ace always wins." She walked off casually as her team rushed to find her. Timur and Y/n definitely had something besides a little friendly competition never hurt anyone.