These new tree sprouts were barely larger than a fist-size bamboo stalk but were much more flexible, allowing us to attack and laugh manically while twisting like three-dimensional dodge-ball gladiators to avoid being kicked back. Swinging fifteen feet in the air, I did my best to target one of my friends on a nearby trajectory. I held tight to the pole-like tree as it swung wildly as I threw my weight back and forth to give it a wide arc.
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