บท 85: Together, One Last Push

"Sol, we're going to need your help on this one," he said, standing back up.

During that moment, it was Yeong-Un who held the tyrannical shark at bay, clashing blades against its fists–all while laughing despite being pressed by the overwhelming physicality of his foe.

"C'mon! I'll turn ya' into sashimi, too!" Yeong-Un taunted.

There wasn't much motivation for Sol when spectating that battle; the speed at which the two combatants moved and fired off lethal attacks, none landing, but each being felt by all parties, was daunting.

"I hear you, but…I'll just get in the way with an opponent like this…" Sol said, looking down as he gulped.

"And that's your problem," he told him.

"Huh?" Sol looked at him.

"If you're already thinking you're going to lose before going into something, then you're for sure going to lose," he said, looking forward, "look at Yeong-Un. He's never scared, is he? I'd say you have more latent talent than him, so what's the big idea?"