verno raises his fist high, ready to right the org that wronged him once again, and he throws out his best punch, but nobody is there
he looks across the stage, a hole in his heart, if there is nobody to punch, what is there to play for?
with a heavy hand and a sorrow mind, he gets up, and walks off the stage
mibr could not possibly win the 4v5, no matter how hard aspas tries
nrg 2-0