The assassins continued to clash. Nike's speed picked up and dropped in intervals which made her moves unpredictable to the other player.
No matter how much the other player boasted about being able to defeat Nike, he was a noob as well when compared to all the other people. And he had never been faced with such an unpredictable play before
"What the hell is wrong with your gameplay? Why do you keep dashing forward and then canceling suddenly? You are not making much sense to me right now."
The opponent tried to fight against Nike, but her habits began to show. Finally, Nike's preparation was beginning to show.
'Ah, I know this pattern. The knife will come toward my face and then a leg will be stuck out to make me fall and…'
The more Nike played this match, the more she was beginning to get familiar with the sense of the match. She could finally follow the rhythms of the match.
