Fatty was really playing with fire as well. The first time the Paralyzing Bind hit he had almost botched it. But the magnetic energy source had kicked in at the last moment to pull him away. He was sprawled on the ground, but by the time Edgar arrived, Fatty had scurried away like a rabbit. How Edgar had hoped, on this stage, to meet a worthy opponent.
The frantically escaping fatty suddenly disappeared, and Edgar's sense of danger tingled.
Stealth!
Fatty's stealth was an interfering ability. It was targeted. After their numerous exchanges, Edgar had already fallen into the trap, although he was still oblivious. In fact, Fatty had not even changed course, but Edgar's judgement was already blurred. He was distracted by things outside of battle.
Weakening!
Edgar instantly felt something was off. Suddenly, Wind God's titanium blade had pierced through him.
BOOM…
