The cards exploded on impact with Magneto's shield. His defense was one of the most impressive tools Gambler had ever seen. In a way Gambler still admired the man who had crafted him into one of the greatest killers the world had ever known. But even now, after all he had accomplished, all he had created, it was nothing compared to the man who started it all. Magneto was reclaiming his position and bringing back the Vine Villains with him. It was taking all of Gambler's speed to keep out in front of Magneto's attack.
Even though he had avoided the magnetic blasts, the charge could still be felt running up his legs.
What, no hi how you been, how was hell.
"Cocky as ever." he thought to himself.
Just as Gambler saw Magneto touch down, he broke cover. Using the same straight forward bull rush of Darkchild, he began to lower his shoulder. But the Master of Magnetism was just a little quickly. Swiftly picking up pills of debris, he flung them forward. With no time to react, Gambler was struck by large pieces of concrete and wood, sending him end over end and slamming into the wall. Blood spat from the mouth of the once proud leader as his body was stopped violently.
Never one to show weakness to his enemies, he picked himself up, resting on one knee while whipping the blood away from his mouth.
"Tis gonna take more then dat Mags." he smirked.
Raising his hands, a pile of his own lifted off the ground. Thrusting his hands forward, the debris was sent in Magneto's direction. Gambler took off right behind the mass of broken wood and pieces of concrete walls, a single glowing card in his hand.
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