A mantis Stalks a Cicada unaware of the Oriole behind

Their bodies had only kissed once.

It was a swift and highly precise hit, and then they switched positions.

Unlike the previous times they attacked each other, there were no waves on either side.

There were also no aggressive blasts.

To the untrained eye, one could assume that they only walked past each other like pedestrians on the sidewalk.

However, in that moment they passed each other, a lot of things that determined life and death happened.

Such was their speed and their dedication to their craft.

Slowly, Manta turned about and looked at Razor. "Not bad! You did well."

She suddenly fell to her knees.

However, she fell no more than that.

Razor also turned his head to her. "Hehehe!" he chuckled with his usual eerie laugh. "I should be the one saying that. After all, you won!"

*Slash!*