The two then took one bottle at a time, and the battle led into the last five.
They were both sweaty, but the colour of fatigue is darker, especially for Poloise.
Though we've played each other's battles so far, I guess we've pretty much forced ourselves on our older garrel opponents. It was also apparent from the side that it was worn out.
"Come on, come on! Polois, get in the mood, this is the battle!
Coren slaps his hand and puts a blast on Polois.
"I know."
While breathing on his shoulders, Polois still answers that with an undiminished look of fighting.
"I have to prove that justice will prevail."
"No justice for you."
Garrell says so with an invincible grin, which also drips sweat.
I'm going to prove it.
"They're totally butterflies. Garrell, just make up your mind."
Morphis says, and Garrell nods too.
"Right. That's at least pity."
That's the fifth one.
Almark raises his hands and calls them both in.
"So now you're better off winning."
"Well, I'll give you a compliment for eating so much."
Garrell says.
"It is pitiful to say that the result will not change"
"That thought will be the biggest cause of you to go to hell."
Polois says back.
"The end of the stranger."
"Know that speaking to me like that is an act of spitting in heaven."
Garrell laughs.
"Well, if there's still life after this duel."
"You're going to hell with that vile sexual root, Garrell."
Polois laughs coldly.
"Can't you see? Death has already grabbed your leg."
"It is the imminent death who sees the Reaper. Reaper is here to pick you up, Polois."
"Oh, are we both going to die?"
Almark accidentally pinches his mouth, but as the two turned to their blood-running eyes, he leans down and waves to encourage them to continue.
"Excuse me. Go on."
Polois coughs up and regains his mind.
"My sword will stand on your chest in this battle. Like a grave marker."
"You can try. I'm not as proud of you as I am of you."
"Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit."
"Hmm. Stop laughing."
"You stop laughing."
"Hmm."
"Crap."
Almark confirms that the two mouths are closed,
"Put your swords together"
and speak up.
Together, the tips of the swords seem to have exhausted what we both would have said if it were the fifth.
"Die."
"You die."
and cursed each other with few words.
"Introduction!"
Along with Almark's voice, the two of them take an intermission.
Exactly four battles so far, we both totally know what's in each other's hands.
Measure the distance and twist so that you don't lose your battle by doing something far-fetched.
Keep it up, circle around slowly with the two of you out of hand at all.
"Go from you, Polois"
Coren speaks up.
"You can't win when you're in protection."
"Decide from yourself, Garrell"
Morphis screams too.
"They're younger. Wait, what do we do?"
You reacted to the words of the two entourage, Polois and Garrell moved at the same time.
Step forward at the same time and roll out a sharp poke.
sounded dull.
Each of the two torso had his opponent's sword protruding.
"Until then"
Almark speaks up.
"The winner is Polois"
"Stupid."
It was Garrell who screamed.
"I was faster."
"I saw it too."
Morphis screams too.
"Don't bullshit me. Garrell wins."
But Almark shakes his head.
"Polois was fast for a moment"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Morphis teeth and shakes his head.
"Where are you keeping your eyes? My amateur. You don't know anything."
"You guys, don't lick Almark's good eye."
Colen says so and laughs lightly.
"I saw it, too. Polois was faster for a moment."
"You're Polois' entourage, so you're set to say so!
Garrell gets furious.
"I won't admit it. I was definitely faster."
"A witness says it's a Polois win."
Coren's eyes sharpen.
"Admit it."
"A farce."
Morphis throws up.
"I thought it was suspicious since you guys brought this guy here as a witness in the first place."
"Exactly"
Garrell also tunes in.
"It was strange from the first ruling. That was my win."
Morphis nods at the word and shouts to Almark.
"Say it. What have these guys been saying to me?"
"Nothing."
Almark shook his head and Coren pinched his mouth there.
"You must have recognized Almark as a witness to this duel, too."
Coren's voice was growing more dangerous.
"If you insult Almark any more, I won't shut up either."
"Wow. What are you gonna do?"
Morphis' voice also goes low.
"You can tell me, Coren."
Do you want to be ashamed?
Colen's face warps belligerently.
"Come on, Colen"
Until then, Polois kept his mouth shut.
Breathe in with your shoulders and break in between Coren and Morphis.
"Almark's ruling was right. But if these guys aren't convinced by it, I'm gonna win it the way I'm convinced."
That's what Polois said, staring at Garrell.
"After the duel, I'm sorry to make a scene about that being invalid, etc. Come. I'll deal with you again."
In that glance, Garrell looks frightened for a moment.
"Don't tell me you're grateful."
Garrell told me to throw up.
"It's natural to start over. The ruling is wrong. I'm not gonna thank you for that."
"Whatever you want."
Polois turns to Almark after abandoning him to Garrell.
"Almark, I'm sorry. Your ruling isn't wrong, but will you just hang out with one more bottle?"
"I don't mind."
Almark shrugs his shoulders.
"Whether or not you're convinced that I'm still here."
I'm not convinced.
Morphis puts his own words over Almark's.
"Coren says he's strong about you, strong, but he doesn't feel strong from you."
Morphis stood in front of Almark, saying so.
There is a sense of compression as if a large wall had appeared in front of Almark.
"I don't think a guy like you has the strength to rule such a pressing duel."
Morphis said in a low voice as he bent over and peered into Almark's face.
"It's out of place, you"
If you're a weak-minded opponent, you're going to tremble, Doss's resourceful voice.
"Get lost."
That's what I say. Put my hand on Almark's shoulder.
Almark sighed.
"Do I have to show strength?"
"If I can show you."
Morphis laughed as he peered into Almark's face, it was that moment.
A right fist, rolled out at an unstoppable speed in his eyes, bounced off Morphis' cheek, and Morphis spun half a turn from body to body to face and into the ground.
"I guess this is it."
Almark tells Garrell and Polois without incident.
"Well, when Garrell's entourage wakes up, shall we start the last one?"