บท 480: The Game of Handball

"A game of handball." Ambrose mused. "That's another interesting one."

Moriarty and Godfraud looked at each other and then sprinted forward. They ran and jumped over the small obstacles of nature and met each other on top of the white-railed bridge.

The white handball was still untouched.

Moriarty pulled out his spear, and as he thrust it forward, his well-toned arm extended alongside the spear.

Godfraud pulled out a shield and blocked the spear. The spear rattled the shield with a loud clang, but it did not penetrate through.

He then deflected the spear, letting it go past him, and then picked up the handball from the ground before tossing it backwards towards his own goal.

Before it reached the goal, Deimos caught the handball in mid-air and started running towards the opponent's goal.

Moriarty narrowed his eyes, masterfully twirled the spear around him, and smashed it at the shield.