By this point, Zell was definitely glad he opted to participate in the tournament. This guy undoubtedly showed himself to be a skilled fighter-- one he couldn't afford to take his eyes off of for even a second. That sword of his was holding up a whole helluva lot better than they usually did at Balamb, too. That spoke in volumes!
Once Genesis started charging him again, he decided it was best not to try and stop him this time. Especially not at these speeds. That sword would cleave through his gloves. So Zell dove back into a double handspring, then made a little show of backflipping again to get back onto his feet-- all to avoid the sword. It was a little dizzying doing that at high speed, but Zell was fairly used to it anymore.
An idea popped into his head at that moment, and once he reacquired his balance, he slammed the heel of his foot down into one of the stone squares, flipping it up into the air. He leapt up to meet it and drove his foot into the center, turning it into a dangerous spinning projectile.
He'd be lying if he said he couldn't wait to see what else this guy could do.
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Once Genesis started charging him again, he decided it was best not to try and stop him this time. Especially not at these speeds. That sword would cleave through his gloves. So Zell dove back into a double handspring, then made a little show of backflipping again to get back onto his feet-- all to avoid the sword. It was a little dizzying doing that at high speed, but Zell was fairly used to it anymore.
An idea popped into his head at that moment, and once he reacquired his balance, he slammed the heel of his foot down into one of the stone squares, flipping it up into the air. He leapt up to meet it and drove his foot into the center, turning it into a dangerous spinning projectile.
He'd be lying if he said he couldn't wait to see what else this guy could do.