Soul gritted his teeth. “I’m gonna finish this...” his face fell onto the table. “Ugh... god damn it...” he clenched his fists, and stood up. “All right. I’m over it. Let’s blow some sh*t up.” He said flatly, his face showing that he was ready to blow off some steam. “Tara...” “It’s... fine.”
“SOUL AND CHRISTIAN, TO THE BATTLEFIELD FOR THE FINAL ROUND!!!”
Soul finally smiled for the first time in 5 minutes, and his hand was engulfed in flames. The cast on his fingers was burned off and he stepped out of the room, his fists clenched. He arrived on the battlefield. “Remember, Soul. You got a promise to finish, and some steam to blow off. You got a kiss on the cheek, a few sighs, and a bit of mental trauma, but let’s just focus on that promise.” He said aloud that anyone in earshot (like the podiums) could hear.
Tara sighed. “It’s... not like I didn’t have it coming...” she covered her face. “I’ve been grinding Soul’s gears for... forever... no wonder he finally had gotten enough...” she sighed. “Ugh...”
Nero went to watch the finale. “Okay Soul. Win this... and maybe I’ll respect you more. That’s still debatable though.” He said.
“SOUL AND CHRISTIAN, TO THE BATTLEFIELD FOR THE FINAL ROUND!!!”
Soul finally smiled for the first time in 5 minutes, and his hand was engulfed in flames. The cast on his fingers was burned off and he stepped out of the room, his fists clenched. He arrived on the battlefield. “Remember, Soul. You got a promise to finish, and some steam to blow off. You got a kiss on the cheek, a few sighs, and a bit of mental trauma, but let’s just focus on that promise.” He said aloud that anyone in earshot (like the podiums) could hear.
Tara sighed. “It’s... not like I didn’t have it coming...” she covered her face. “I’ve been grinding Soul’s gears for... forever... no wonder he finally had gotten enough...” she sighed. “Ugh...”
Nero went to watch the finale. “Okay Soul. Win this... and maybe I’ll respect you more. That’s still debatable though.” He said.