"Now I guess I'm as useless as Adriel… I stupidly let myself make a mistake, and now I have to fight barehanded," Nash said, scratching his head as he knew the mistake he had just made.
'He is talking too much… should I just go at him?' Denzel had those thoughts running in his head. Denzel didn't want to make a rash move, he was already feeling a bit uneasy.
From that wind he felt after the sudden hauling of the weapon, he could tell that his opponent was no joke. After a brief debate with his guts, he chose to make no rash movement, He didn't know what other trump card his opponent might have had.
"Here I come!!" Nash yelled, dashing forward instantly, with one of his hands stretched backward as if waiting for a baton from his opponent.
Denzel immediately took a glance to his front, ahead of Nash to check if the third guy was in any position to pass anything to his opponent, but, the third guy was just seated there, going on with what he was doing.
