"Ohohoho! Xavi, is that the best you can throw at me? Hah!" Will grinned as he was cheered on by a fellow Brit. He never saw him on the field, so he was probably a rookie. "Hell, I think I'm angry at you for not having a imagination!" He could play that game.

One foot after the other. Assassin ran at Hunter, holding his knife in a backwards grip. He feinted a blow to Hunters left side, only to aim a kick at the back of his knee to knock him over. He'd used this move in training quite a few times and hell if it wasn't effective.