As I make at my final stance left alone to be Be there. But yeah, I see everybody else, laying hands in hands, my final chance, my final say to go up against the adversary that he himself knew me from the past, as I flip my foot back, get my arms ready. I sit there and say nay so I can get my arms as I get my stance and get ready. He loads back with all of his might his final weapon. He's cherished stuff. Power there is ever so wanted and to sit there, to look me straight in the eye from a distance from Afar we've had hammering fists ready to kill boots. I will not falter. And so I will not break down, I am not a ordinary car. He finally readies himself back launching at all his power, but as I stand there close my eyes. It's feels...