Vic Throws Zetch Like a Murderball

The remaining huntmasters kept firing from the high ledges, which meant the fight needed someone ridiculous enough to become a thrown solution. Zetch volunteered. More accurately, Zetch begged Vic to throw him. Vic understood the assignment immediately. He ran forward and hurled the elastic student like a murderball, turning Zetch's bouncing recklessness into an aerial attack plan. It worked. Zetch stabbed a huntmaster in the neck midair, dragged it down from the ledge, and left it in reach for Ash to finish. The maneuver was absurd, violent, and far more tactically useful than it had any right to be. Zetch loved it. For Vic, it was familiar physics: momentum, impact, body-as-projectile, problem solved by force at the correct angle. For Zetch, it was apparently fun. Together, they discovered the party's newest combat technique by accident. Not every team combo is born from trust. Some are born because one person asks to be thrown and the other person has been waiting his whole life to say yes.