<Green: Oooo looks like there is going to be a little bit of infighting in the team.>
<Purple: What do you think, Green? How will this end? I mean, there is no sign of either backing off; they are staring each other down with peak hostility.>
<Green: I don't know, Purple, but just look at them, walking in a circle, trying to save the other, circles, waiting for one slip focus so other can beat them safety.>
<Purple: This is the hype of millennium, brother Green.>
"Back off, Liu, no one else has to die."
"I could say the same to you, no one else!"
<Purple: No harm with a little bit of trash-talking. Nothing better to appetize and get the blood boiling like some good trash talk.>
"I will handicap you, break your legs if it means you walk away alive."
"I have been handicapped; I won't walk again, but you can. No reason for both of us to die in this dirty battlefield where all's gone to shit."