Slugterra Slug It Out -

Then the floor rumbled.

The crowd erupted. Not in cheers for the flashy shots, but for the control . Eli hadn’t won with power. He’d won with patience. He walked over, offered Kord a hand, and helped him out of the water. slugterra slug it out

The duel began.

The Dozer had been digging. In the four seconds it took Kord to reload his third slug, the Dozer had burrowed a spiral pattern around Kord’s feet. The stalagmite platform began to crack. Kord wobbled. His arm swung wide, and his shot—a Frostcrawler —flew harmlessly into the ceiling, freezing a chandelier solid. Then the floor rumbled

The pale green slug shot out—but it didn’t morph. It hit the ground like a skipping stone. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Eli hadn’t won with power

Eli Shane tightened the strap on his Boon Chute. He’d been here before. The pressure. The roar of the crowd in the Slug Chamber. The hiss of a dozen loaded slugs. “I’m sure,” Eli said, holding up his signature blaster. “Let’s slug it out.”