Secret technique

Blood gushed from Jori's wounded elbow, staining his clothes and forming a scarlet trail down his arm. He clenched his teeth, a visible sign of his growing frustration. Despite his relentless efforts, he couldn't deny the fact that his speed was falling.

Exasperation consumed his thoughts, a constant reminder of his own limitations. The bite on his lip, now a symbol of his irritation, reflected his inner turmoil as he grappled with feelings of incompetence.

Despite the mounting frustration and the sharp pain throbbing in his wounded elbow, Jori realized he needed to regain control of his emotions. Letting anger dictate his actions wouldn't lead to victory. He also understood that his personal pride had to take a backseat to the larger objective, he wanted to win by himself, but Jori decided to listen to what Rain said…