You step on, facing the turban-wearing kid - more exactly, gazing down while you gather your remaining Qi for a shot to conclude the fight.
"<span class="mu-r">Oh, so you're the one that chose death?</span>
- Nice try. But can't you see I've clearly understood you and your style? Why do you think I eliminated your leader first?
Because I already knew you would amount to nothing.
- <span class="mu-r">Your two wounded friends beg to differ</span>
- I know you can inflict great pain to the one that hurt you. But you have to be standing for that.
And can you withstand what is coming? Listen to the crowd."
https://suno.com/song/18f62c64-7ac6-402f-b6f2-30158f9a51ddYou gather your Qi...
>11And find your reserves half-empty. Not enough to fully power your shot - which will most likely turn disastrous if you attempt that.
Turban boy raise his chin, looking at you with contempt, smirking.
You'll make him regret that. You release the arrow...
>68Brutally empowered by a Black Lotus flower, blooming into Phoenix, Wind and Poison. The audacity and certainty in the eyes of the last one standing between you and the win shatters just before his ribcage.
That's it. You won. The crowd erupts in cheers - well louder than for the non-interesting fights of before.
And it seems you have a theme song
