Gazing at his unmoving opponent, Desert Storm had just landed on his feet when he swiftly circled around and once again aimed for the Revenge Shadow Rider's cockpit with a thrust as swift as a flash of light...
Just as the blade was about to touch the cockpit, Desert Storm stopped his motion, his eyes bloodshot and unexpectedly moist... Even though you've lost consciousness, you still fought to the very end. You are indeed worthy of the name Revenge Shadow Rider.
"I surrender."
As the words Desert Storm slipped from his lips, whispers of disbelief rippled through the arena... One second, two seconds, three seconds passed, then with a clang, the Titanium Alloy blade Desert Storm was holding snapped thunderously after three seconds...
After laying down his weapon, TK didn't hesitate to log off; the battle was over—what did winning matter in the end if he still felt like the loser? Perhaps this was the best outcome.