DevVoid
Previously Deathstalker62
" ..oh, right. Makes sense. Well, I'll just sit this one out. Atleast for now. I'm still hungry, after all. " Diego said, sitting down on a nearby bench and just casually took out a bag of chips. He opened it up, as the King of the opposing team approached him.
' ...what the hell are you doing? ' The opposing king asked.
" Eating, isn't that obvious? I'm hungry, and I can't fight on an empty stomach. " Diego explained.
' In the middle of battle..? ' The opposing king asked, dumbfounded.
" Yeah. Again, I can't fight on an empty stomach. Care to join me? " Diego asked, patting the empty seat next to him on the bench.
The opposing king thought about it. The guy didn't seem to be hostile at the moment. Carefully, the opposing king approached him and looked to the bag of chips Diego was holding.
' ..what kind of taste are those? ' He asked.
" Spicy Chili, why? " Diego asked.
' Oh, then count me in! ' The opposing king said before sitting down besides Diego. Diego shook the open bag to the other king, letting him take out some of the chips while he ate some himself.
....and, while the king had just seemed to insert his hand in the bag, he was laying on the ground in the next second. Diego had stopped time, smirking villainously. He had put the bag of chips aside and beat the guy up while time was frozen. He finished by chopping at the guy's chest multiple times, specifically his lungs, counting how many times he hit to know when the man would be knocked out in pain and lack of oxygen. Then he grabbed him by the shoulders and leaned him forward to let him fall on the ground and not backwards behind the bench. As soon as time resumed, Diego remained sitting there, still with the bag in his hands, just casually eating the chips with the other knocked out king by his side. He noticed the guy and looked down to him. He chuckled.
" Couldn't handle the heat, eh? Neat. " He laughed heartily and lightly, just casually sitting there and eating chips.
' ...what the hell are you doing? ' The opposing king asked.
" Eating, isn't that obvious? I'm hungry, and I can't fight on an empty stomach. " Diego explained.
' In the middle of battle..? ' The opposing king asked, dumbfounded.
" Yeah. Again, I can't fight on an empty stomach. Care to join me? " Diego asked, patting the empty seat next to him on the bench.
The opposing king thought about it. The guy didn't seem to be hostile at the moment. Carefully, the opposing king approached him and looked to the bag of chips Diego was holding.
' ..what kind of taste are those? ' He asked.
" Spicy Chili, why? " Diego asked.
' Oh, then count me in! ' The opposing king said before sitting down besides Diego. Diego shook the open bag to the other king, letting him take out some of the chips while he ate some himself.
....and, while the king had just seemed to insert his hand in the bag, he was laying on the ground in the next second. Diego had stopped time, smirking villainously. He had put the bag of chips aside and beat the guy up while time was frozen. He finished by chopping at the guy's chest multiple times, specifically his lungs, counting how many times he hit to know when the man would be knocked out in pain and lack of oxygen. Then he grabbed him by the shoulders and leaned him forward to let him fall on the ground and not backwards behind the bench. As soon as time resumed, Diego remained sitting there, still with the bag in his hands, just casually eating the chips with the other knocked out king by his side. He noticed the guy and looked down to him. He chuckled.
" Couldn't handle the heat, eh? Neat. " He laughed heartily and lightly, just casually sitting there and eating chips.