"Hah…" Feng Bujue laughed rather coolly. "At this moment, I only want one thing…" he looked right at the Sealing Hand. "But… why settle for a trade when I can just as easily take it for myself…" Then he raised his hand, "Again! Rock paper scissors!"
"Ah! A~~~~" The Sealing Hand wailed for mercy but it still played the game, one last game in its life…
When it lost, the Sealing Hand toppled over and started to fall. It slammed heavily into the ground and started to flatten like a 3d model was forcibly pressed into a 2d paper.
"You… mad… man…" Before the Sealing Hand was fully pressed into the ground, it groaned out this last word.
"No matter what, I have obtained what I needed…" Feng Bujue lowered his eyes on the giant hand print on the ground, and said in jest. "…thanks for the entertainment."
Two seconds later, the area around the players opened up. It felt like some kind of corporeal material had sublimized into air but the material was invisible.
