[Falling behind, he quickly moved to the side to avoid the swing. However, he doesn’t move just yet. Instead, he was sitting on the ground awaiting what Zidane would do next]
Who knows, as long as there’s someone who is willing to fight, I’ll keep going. What’s a poor pitiful kid like me suppose to do?
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Who knows, as long as there’s someone who is willing to fight, I’ll keep going. What’s a poor pitiful kid like me suppose to do?