But fast. Tease the dough balls. Suicide bombers? Looks like they're after each other. The more in a hurry, the more the fabric comes off. Five meters, four, three, two... How about this?

I did it with giant bread fabric like the net. That was a successful, sophisticated operation. I'm smart.

In the air, it's a ride between a smartphone bastard and Master Calci Rust. I won't give in to either of them. The two swords hit each other hard. The smartphone guy who took out the other smartphone dubbed it or something.

Ooh, Master Calcirust pushed back the smartphone bastard with his sword. Chance. Flash. I won!