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were at his side. Casey whispered to him gently.
    “Seriously, Grey, are you OK? You’re acting like you ’ ve seen a ghost or something.”
    Monson cut right to the point.
    “You used flash fist again.” 
    Casey’s response sounded unsure. “Yeah, I did a little maneuver I came up with on my own. I call it ‘flash fist psychosis. ’ Pretty cool name, huh?”
    Monson chuckled in spite of himself. “Yes Casey, it’s a great name. I’m surprised those guys didn’t explode or something. The power you released was outrageous.”
    “You bring up an interesting point. And I’ve been meaning to ask you this: How do you always seem to know when I’m using the flash fist?”
    Monson glared at him disbelievingly. “What do you mean, Casey? The fact that you expel all that energy from your body, how could I not know?”
    “You see , that’s what I don’t get. How could you possibly know that I manipulate expelled energy?”
    Monson tried his best not to let his frustration boil over. How did he know that Casey was using expelled energy? Was he serious?
    “Casey, I’m sorry to say this, but that is an incredibly stupid question.”
    “How is that a stupid question?”
    Monson rolled his eyes. “Think about it, Case. How do you think I’m able to tell when you do the flash fist? What would be the most logical answer?” 
    “Grey, are you trying to tell me that you can see chakra?”
    “Yes, Casey—that is exactly what I’m telling you.”
    Casey started to sound angry. “Dude, you can’t see chakra! That’s impossible. Like trying to see air or ultraviolet rays.  Are you sure you didn’t hit your head when we jumped the hedge?”
    “Listen to what he has to say, Case.” Artorius placed a hand on Casey’s shoulder. “While it’s true that you shouldn’t be able to see chakra, what just happened isn’t ordinary, either. Something drove me, Grey and those two guys to the ground, and it wasn’t something physical.”
    “You too Arthur? Jeez, what is up with you guys?” Casey pulled both Monson and Artorius closer. “Listen to me, you two. With the flash fist, you have to expel a lot of energy from your body and then focus your intent. You were probably just feeling my chakra effect the air around you. Soft fist, or energy-focused martial arts, will use chakra or chi or bioelectrical energy or whatever you want to call it to fight. This is not out of the ordinary peeps in China have been doing for thousands of years, Crazy cool stuff.  The only weird thing about this conversation is Grey claiming to be able to see the energy used to perform the Flash Fist.”
    Monson shook his head in frustration. This was not going the way it should, but what could he do? Trying to reason with Casey right now was not a good use of their time. If he still wanted to meet Baroty, he needed to move. “We don’t have time for this. Let’s talk about it after I meet with Baroty, OK?”
    Artorius and Casey whispered, “Agreed.”
    “Done then. Don’t forget, though. We need to finish this conversation.”
    Monson changed the subject. “So what about the MIB?  Did you kill them? Are we going to need to find some shovels?”
    Casey seemed to catch on to what Monson was trying to do. “Grey, only you could say that with a straight face. Of course not, dude. I just messed them up a little. The move fries the brain a bit. If all goes well, they won’t remember a thing about tonight.”
    “If all—goes well?” stuttered Monson, sounding a little panicked.
    “Yeah…the move doesn’t always work, but hopefully there won’t be any permanent damage.”
    Artorius snorted. “Remind me never to threaten Kylie.”
    “What’s this crap you’re spouting?” spat Casey indignantly. “I wasn’t doing any of that for her. They just pissed me off.”
    “Sure Casey. Whatever you say.”
    Monson slowly stood.  Once at full height, he craned his neck to see over the hedge. “So what do we do with Mr. Skywalker and