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He took felt the shape beneath him crack, but now showing more splits to indicate that he was in further danger this his fellow roomie.
He made another wrong decision, and this time thought it was going to hit the square point blank, but it had to instead brush next to his lucky elbow. His lucky elbow.
"Jeez. I use that elbow in my full-immersion, wrestling MMO. Now you'll have to pay for ruining my future vibes!"
With that, he took a bent stance, but with one arm holding the racket behind him, the other arm aiming a palm towards his newfound enemy.
It looked like the game was drawing to a close. His ability could only sustain it's effect a little under a minute. As a coup de grace until he can perform this again, he launched the ball with no time to give their readied stances a moment to follow up with a strategy.
The ball split in two right above the glassy net:
mordecai A) It aimed for your face once again! B) It aimed a hair left of your shoulder C) It aimed right at your toe
This game was going to end. Mordecai knew that all long-term abilities lose way within one minute, and it was about to be that time. And thanks to his ability, he could also see the next direction his opponent was aiming for: His face!
"That's it!"
And with foreknowledge, the way he struck back in retaliation could've been legendary, for the straight-shot was met with a reflecting straight-shot. However, was it a curveball or an actually what it seemed during the initial part of the launch?
A) In your face! B) Curved near your face but transected to fall right down by your left pinky toe.
He aimed for the wrong trajectory once again... This time it shifted to hit his toe instead of his face again. As soon as it bounced to the glass, the crack went from small in scale to stretching throughout his shape. This wasn't looking good. At. All.
The way the ball was whizzing, he figured it would traject at a curve sometime soon... But his calculations were off. With such hesitation not seeing it move at all, simply straightforward, by the time he reacted it was too late.
The glassy ball slammed right into his nose. Causing it to bleed by the time Bato's ball reappeared in Kain's available palm.
"Good shot." He could only respect the game, not hate the player after that.
From there, the scene went back to normal, still with glass on the floor from the window. Little that they knew, the glass beneath was mixed with a piece of glass from a shattered glassy ball. It would require looking at the glass again to investigate.
Unlucky for him, he was forced to experience a cool-down of a turn to perform his ability again. And figured it'd be wise to wait for them to investigate what's going on.
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