Fat Ball shrunk while becoming increasingly transparent from the inside out.
It resembled a piece of firewood on the brink of burning out, its feeble flame of life flickering in the wind and rain.
"The very... last..." Fat Ball strained to speak with a glitch-like voice.
Suddenly, it gathered all the strength within its body and transformed its entire form into a fist while hurtling towards Senior White Two like a rocket.
In its final moments, it resolved to land a punch on Senior White Two's repulsive face!
Senior White Two stood unmoved and made no attempt to dodge. It was as though he intended to face Fat Ball's final punch head-on.
Whoosh~
The gust of wind caused Senior White Two's long hair to flutter as the fist formed by Fat Ball's body struck an inch away from Senior White Two... It couldn't advance any further.
In the next moment, the enormous fist dissipated like sand and scattered on the ground.
