Chapter 402 Mountain Scuffle!
Northwest:
Barley dodging the out of the blue bullets, moving in to make his counter, Foba says, got my answer. Damn you seemed like a alright old guy.
Taking off his hat as Ketu throws it to block Foba's vision, commenting with a still happy disposition, Ketu says pointing his gun, yeah I was enjoying our little time to but then you brought up Zorga.
Firing another few hot marbles of death, this time not caught off guard as Foba dodges these projectiles a lot smoother, unleashing his gunergy as Foba is in arms length of Ketu, he then aims his crossbow right at the old man's face and says, I want to end this as soon as possible so I can go back home.
Right as Foba is about to pull the trigger Ketu smacks Foba in the wrist of his shooting hand with two fingers, making Foba fire accidentally in the air, feeling no issue just annoyed at the move, Foba comments, lucky reacti...what's!
Shaking as his hand vibrates and then goes limp, shocked at this feeling, Foba laments with bewilderment, what did you do to my hand?!
Quickly stepping up to Foba, extending out his right foot, Ketu plants his foot cleanly to Foba's chest and says, I hit a pressure point in your hand boy. So now that hand is useless and that's most likely your dominant hand too...but don't fret you'll be able to use it in an hour. Although it won't matter because your life is fading today sorry.
End of Chapter 402