you charge at the pink cloacked dude on the left, sreaming your mighty battle cry.
it goes right thought it and all that is left is a cloak, he is defeated. but
not before a stink of pink knocks you out.... You wake up bruised and sliced.
You do not feel very good. Rubbing your eyes you read that it is your move.
The other guy must of atked you. you wince as you feel a stinging noise in your
head.
run
self destruck... Just kidding. This one is "charge again"