When the feint turned into nothing short of a stalemate, Morry's face went from concentration to pure shock. Not going to be beaten so easily, he threw his weight into it and tried to push through the block. Unfortunately for him, Enzo had locked their legs together, serving to pull his weight out from under him instead.
Morry hit the ground with a dull thud, Enzo landing on top of him shortly after. He didn't even have a chance to catch his breath before the BLU was on him again, wrestling for control in the dirt. Oh, he wasn't going down this easily. Locking a leg around Enzo's waist, Morry shifted his weight to roll them over so he sat straddling the other man, breath coming in heavy pants as he held his arms at bay.