In that brief half-second, Octopus Man's gaze turned cold, his thoughts racing.
Blue Owl... disappeared?
Could it be his "Phase Transfer" superpower? What else could possibly explain it?
But who could he have swapped places with? Everyone else in the arena was so far away, and the only target within the range of his superpower was me.
Moreover, our positions were relative. Swapping with me would be pointless, akin to plugging one's ears while stealing a bell.
And here I am, still standing in the same place, proving he didn't swap with me, right?
So where did he go?
As Octopus Man was pondering this, he suddenly caught a baffling sight out of the corner of his eye: the deep red tentacle that had been lying at his feet vanished, replaced by the red and blue figure of Blue Owl, now positioned diagonally below him.
Octopus Man's pupils constricted to the size of wheat grains, and in that moment, he realized, "He swapped places with my octopus tentacle?!"
