บท 287: Orbroznar Skill Steal

"So, are we going to fight? Or are you going to... you know... surrender." Jean Grey taunted White Mist as he petted his Orbroznar. "I mean, it's not too late to forfeit the match."

"Forfeit? Never." White Mist smirked, putting up a false bravado despite his nervousness kicking in. 

The rising tension in the open field continued to rise as the fight reached its climax. Neither Jean Grey nor White Mist was backing down. Even though Jean Grey could easily win the match and White Mist was at a huge disadvantage, none of them budged. They were intent on seeing the fight through no matter what the final verdict may be.