Clash Part I

“What are you thinking?” Nicki approached Tan, who was half lying on the deck of White Valley. The man being called nodded and shrugged. Then he looked up to a giant glass ceiling arranged in a row, block by block. Each block was approximately the size of the vehicle that they boarded ten times.

“It's almost time for the end. Are you worried about this? I never think that you're going to take this very seriously,” said the girl, and sat down on her knees beside him. Tan opened his eyes wide and wrinkled his face after hearing this.

“I'm not thinking about victory. But anyway... I'll win after all," he said with a laugh causing Nicki to narrow her eyes. Then, Tan continued to speak. "I'm thinking of Kit telling me I've been there, but I don't recall that I like the swing," said the man, sitting up straight and crossing his arms.

"I think 'the swing' might not suit you, it must be 'evil swing' you're good at," teased Nicki.