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[color=cyan]Feya nodded to Kite’s words. Most likely they were supposed to help ease her mind, but they did not reach her. The fitness woman really set her eyes and mind on her match. Watching her comrades get beaten (and seeing some of them lose) was getting to her. Though she was a competitive woman, she took their losses as her own. “Being everyone’s physical therapist was not achieving success.” This is the thought she was carrying. 

[color=deepskyblue]“Thanks,”[/color] Feya muttered to Kite. She stood up to her feet and began slapping her hands together. [color=deepskyblue]“Let’s go, Lily,”[/color] she whispered. 


Feya crossed her arms and watched the game intently. She was not sure if Liliana’s cocky approach was an intelligent one. Pike stated several times that he underestimated Kite’s potential. Even though the man won, he knew that taking his own game lightly proved unwise. As Lily and Pike exchanged comments, the opponent did mention he won’t make the same mistake twice. 

Feya dug her nails in her arm. It remained a tough call on how this match would turn out. Pike wasted a portion of his energy and has not rested. Lily, on the other hand, has seen what is to be expected. There is also the factor that Pike is inputting all of his energy. She watched for the first few minutes. The change of behavior and the littered cigar showed that Pike was not going to play along. 

Luckily, Lily showed enough tenacity that she wanted to avenge Kite. She quickly showed her strength. Pike did mention Kite’s name and his loss which made Feya groan. The tactic of getting inside of your opponent’s head is an effective one, but he wasted his breath. Lily is too smart for that. 

Feya clapped her hands after the first shot. She meant to encourage Lily to keep up her head. The first point did not matter. All she needed to do was to ensure the last goal against Pike. She predicted that if Lily can give Pike more of a fight, he might tire out thus giving Lily the W. 

Feya did become surprised when Pike revealed that he knew who Lily was. She blinked a few times. [color=deepskyblue]”Wait a minute. Lily has a devil fruit?”[/color] She questioned her crew members. 

The fight continued on. Lily managed to tie up the game. It was becoming into a close game with both parties scoring the second point. The match started to have an overwhelming aura. The football game was tied up and Pike showed aggression on his face. He did not like the fact that this was difficult. He uttered that he wanted to showcase his ultimate attack. 

So much wind in his final move. The ball’s velocity increased and shot through the field. Feya could not understand how, but Liliana managed to play off of it. The ball shot right back into the opponent’s goal thus giving Lily the win. Feya could only smile in response. This match showed a lot of energy and resolve. Not only that, but Feya witnessed the power of her future opponent. Pike had a falling out with Bill which led to him revealing his fruit power. [color=deepskyblue]”A cannon fruit power? They have a fruit for everything,”[/color] she murmured. 

Without much waiting time, everyone was rushed outside for the next match. Feya cracked her neck, a bit thankful that the matches were continuing right after the other. She imagined if the matches were to take places hours from each other. They probably would have never left the island until a few days from now. Shielding her eyes, she looked at the various clouds floating overhead. 

[color=deepskyblue]”Nice day,”[/color] she commented. The fitness woman realized it was the perfect weather to begin a quick exercise. She laid down on her stomach and picked herself up with her forearms. [color=deepskyblue]”Might as well plank for the entirety of this match.”[/color] Keeping her body up high from the ground, she watched the challenger reveal the next game. 

Paintball makes sense given Chakra’s appearance. His gear did resemble something that would become appropriate for this game. Krunchy sent their sailor talkin’ female into the game. Well, it was more that she volunteered on her own. Given the circumstances, she might be the most fit for this game. Accuracy is essential for paintball. 

During their standoff, Jo’ did her best to get under the guy’s skin. Feya could not tell if the guy took the bait. With his armour, he seemed unphased by her comments. The fitness woman took this as a bad sign. Opponents that are calm usually know how to handle stressful situations and are the more difficult to trip up. 

The match throughout became interesting to watch. A game without the use of physical contact looked compelling and strategic. The entire play stood as a metaphor, the predator vs the hunter. A man with a talent in firearms against the heightened senses of a beast. Feya’s arms trembled a bit, but she kept her composure. Of course, at some point, Chakra utilized a different technique that remained legal yet he did not go over fully at the introduction of the game. 

Smoke was a cheap tactic and certainly did put him in the advantage. At the climax of the battle, the scene stood as unfair and bad sportsmanship. Jo’ took many shots to her head. The physical therapist understood that they were mere paintballs, but at point-blank range and multiple bullets, they could at least leave a bruise or swelling. 

Feya winced at the pain the badger woman must have felt. She stood up to her feet and finished her planking. Her ears picked up the conversation of others on who would be next to best the paintball master. Feya’s eyes opened wide when she noticed her captain choose to volunteer.  [color=deepskyblue]”I totally forgot that you had a talent in gunmanship. This will probably come easy to you.”[/color] She told Cedric. 

Feya began eyeing around. It seemed that everyone already took their shot in a match. Her time was coming and she knew it. [/color]