A close-range fight forces Cestvs up against the wall. Not only does he have nowhere to run, but Cestvs unfortunately injured his ankle when Felix's powerful blows forced him to the ground. "If I can't retreat, then I'll counterattack here!" His efforts appear ineffective as he barely evades Felix's tempestuous blows, waiting for an opportunity to strike back. "No matter how big my disadvantage, as long as there's something I can do, I won't give up!" Just then, Felix's attacks begin to change, and Cestvs finds his golden opportunity.
Those eyes... He's up to something again.
هاتان العينان... إنّه يسعى لشيء مُجدّداً
Dieser Blick … Er hat etwas vor.
Esa mirada me dice
que está tramando algo más.
Esa mirada me dice
que está tramando algo más.
Vu son regard,
il a encore un truc en tête.
Quello sguardo... Ha di nuovo qualcosa in mente...
Esses olhos... Ele está tentando
fazer alguma coisa.
Его взгляд.
Он опять что-то затеял.