[ Bombs?! Sion hadn't expected that! Certainly not from those of Crux Academy! The soccer ball is blown backwards, Sion throwing up an arm to shield herself from the blasts. ] "Pride before a fall!" In that case -
[ She stands, then leaps from the ball to allow it full mobility. ] I shall also unsheath my sword!
[ Sion, that's a microphone you're holding, not a sword. But she gestures to the enemy with enough gusto that the soccer ball doesn't seem to care.
Forget just rolling down the street! Now it's trying to crush the intruder. ]
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[ She stands, then leaps from the ball to allow it full mobility. ] I shall also unsheath my sword!
[ Sion, that's a microphone you're holding, not a sword. But she gestures to the enemy with enough gusto that the soccer ball doesn't seem to care.
Forget just rolling down the street! Now it's trying to crush the intruder. ]