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Kris's fighter was on dangerously low HP, this is it, he was gonna win! Berdly adjusted his glasses with a smirk. "Ah, Kris. I must admit you are a formidable fighter, but now, it's over!" His fingers moved on the controller's buttons, releasing one last burst of magic, it hit the human's character, and…!
Gasp! It lived! The life bar was almost completely empty, the human could barely see the few pixels that separated them from death, from defeat! Berdly was too stunned to move, and, with a quick glance at the corner of the screen, Kris knew they had their special attack ready. They could win this! A strange feeling washed over them, a power that would not let them give up, something they thought they shouldn't be able to feel while they were without the SOUL. Yet, it was here, running through their veins, giving them a much needed boost of energy. Kris grinned, their eyes burned with determination!
The bird shook his head, focusing once again on the fierce battle in front of him. No magic left, he had to go in. One strike, just one final strike and victory would be his. He looked at the distance between him and his opponent. Dash, duck, low kick. Yes, that would work, a flawless plan. Berdly leaned forward, eyes locked on the target, dashing to the cornered victim with grace and precision, but before he could connect the kick, his mind went blank, feeling soft lips pressing against his cheek. His brain only stopped for one second, but it was enough, he barely processed his rival activating their special attack, only the impactful visuals of his character's silhouette in a red background, slash marks in a X pattern being left behind by a blur on the screen. It was over.
The victor struck a cool pose, arms crossed, back turned away from the screen, and the cape flowing in the wind as a bright yellow VICTORY flashed on top of the screen.
The monster blinked, realizing what just happened. Sabotage, cheating! He looked at his partner, who just had the smuggest grin on their face. "Kris! You can't just do that whenever you're about to lose!" Berdly yelled, feigning annoyance.
"… Chicken nugget." Kris teased, pointing at the defeated opponent on the screen, chuckling as Berdly shoved them. Of course, they shoved him back, the two teens giggling and pushing each other.
Eventually, Berdly picked up his controller again. "I demand a rematch!" He shouted. Kris looked at the screen for a moment, thinking about it. Finally, they grabbed their own controller. "Understood. Payback is allowed." They smirked, seeing the bird's feathers puff up through their bangs. Berdly nodded, and started the game, a plan already forming in his brilliant mind.