There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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Vandrad had spotted potential and against his better judgement, he knew he had to help hone it. It wasn’t that he didn’t get fulfillment out of helping others get stronger -- in fact, it was one of his specialties when he was in the Bellum army. He was the one that got sent the recruits that were arrogant or cowardly or didn’t adapt to the system easily. The Prince was quite good at getting people to push themselves past their limitations, as well as breaking their wavering spirits into something more concrete. It was why he had excelled at teaching the children at the school; a request made by Nessa that had brought him face to face with snot-nosed, selfish brats. He’d made an example of them and from what he had heard, they were developing much more efficiently.
But he didn’t want to show that side too often. Eventually he would train someone that had heard of him or his methods and then his cover would be blown. For the sake of keeping himself unheard of, he generally kept a distance from people that didn’t force their ways into his life -- such as Mercury. Yet he couldn’t help the notion inside, after having watched Magnus against Nessa. There was simply no chance for the fledgling member to beat a Wizard Saint and Ace of Fairy Tail… but there was a spark that Vandrad could sense. A latent power within that could be coaxed into something greater.
And based on what he’d heard of Kaido Kemono, a literal giant rivaling his uncle’s height. Though he seemed gentle and kind, there seemed to be a raw power buried in his soul as well. Two candidates for extreme power potential -- it was like a perfect hurricane for the Prince. So he had sought them out, explaining that he wished to test their abilities during a morning training session. He advised them when to meet him in the advanced training room; seven thirty in the morning and not a minute later. He didn’t provide any warning beyond that, seeing no need in giving them advanced notice to the rigorous test they would endure.
The morning came about, with Vandrad already prepped and ready for their entrance. He had gotten himself up earlier than usual to complete his own training regimen, so that he was limber and ready to go when they arrived. He patted his forehead with a damp towel to cool himself down, glancing down at the tablet Mercury had provided him for the time. Soon. When they did arrive, they would find the man dressed in a black tank top and black shorts, each one giving a full showing of just how built his body was from training. He cast his eyes in their direction, tossing the towel away and walking towards the center of the room.
"I am not here to be your friend nor your emotional support,” he stated simply, as he cracked his neck on either side. "I have sensed potential in both of you but I don’t settle for half-hearted attempts and excuses. If you want to get stronger, more adept with your magic, I can help you. But my methods are not easy -- in fact, they are quite the test for anyone, even myself. I will break you and then you shall rebuild yourself stronger than before. Is that clear?”
He didn’t wait very long for an answer before folding his arms over his chest. "Alright then. You two are going to fight each other. Do not hold back. And no matter how the situation changes, you must keep fighting. When I give the word, you two will stop fighting one another… and then focus on me. Understand?”
Another beat for their answers before he nodded. "Go.”