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Kord slapped his gauntlet. “Load: Flaring! ” A molten-orange slug with a spiked shell slithered into his blaster’s chamber, glowing like fresh lava.

Eli didn’t flinch. He loaded a single, unassuming slug. It was pale green, with tired, half-closed eyes. The crowd groaned. “A Dozer ? Against a Flaring? That’s suicide.” slugterra slug it out

Kord fired first. “Flaring, Mega Morph !” The slug exploded from the barrel, transforming mid-air into a screaming phoenix of superheated rock. The heat shimmer warped the air, and the crowd leaned back as cinders rained down. Kord slapped his gauntlet

Eli didn’t fire. He sidestepped. The Flaring screeched past his shoulder, singeing his duster. It slammed into the back wall, leaving a crater of smoking glass. Eli didn’t flinch

Eli held up the Dozer, who was already snoring. “Because a duel isn’t about the biggest bang. It’s about knowing when not to fire.”

“How’d you know?” Kord asked, dripping wet but grinning.