Kick it old school with a simple yet effective move, as you anticipate your opponent’s next move, every muscle in your body coiled like a spring. They charge forward, eyes blazing, fists clenched, fully committed. At the very last second, you shift, weight transferring onto one leg in a fluid, precise sidestep. Your other leg extends just enough to send them off balance, a ghostly maneuver that leaves nothing but empty space where they once stood.
The momentum propels them forward, the ground slipping away beneath their feet as they struggle to regain control. For a split second, a flicker of panic surges, a sense of helplessness as the edge looms. Then, with a violent, sickening crash, They hit the glass window behind you. It shatters instantly with the sound piercing the air as fragments explode outward, a lethal spray of sharp, jagged edges. Time seems to slow as they fall amid the glittering shards that catch and refract the dim light, creating a fractured halo as they realize that they should not have fucked with you.
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