Bam.
Houston was surging forward, trying to cut off Edelman's advance in time.
However, his steps were a chaotic mess—first encountering a block, then abruptly halting and pivoting to change targets, and finally lunging for the tackle with no time to catch his breath, let alone adjust. In the end, he simply flung his body forward—
A desperate gamble.
Edelman had anticipated this scene, instinctively shifting positions, securing himself a crucial pocket of space. This maneuver caused Houston to miss a full-body tackle, as his force failed to land properly.
Impact. Turbulence. Jolt.
Edelman stomped the ground repeatedly, fighting through the chaos to shake off the incomplete hold Houston dared to make, staggering and twisting as he broke free.
Houston: Damn.
At the moment of collision, Houston already knew he wasn't able to control Edelman, but he didn't have time to react. Edelman had escaped, leaving Houston hollowly following through with his forward motion.
