Worlds may be parallel, but principles can be the same.
"A cup of muddy wine, and what a potent brew!" After a hearty exclamation, he abruptly turned to face the force hurtling toward him, then lifted one foot and kicked out in a sweeping arc to meet it.
In an instant, the two forces collided with a sharp crack...
After the impact, a copper ball that had been shackled between the drinker's legs came loose and rolled off the cliff behind him.
Unhurriedly, he dusted off the dirt that had splashed onto him, then looked at the dust-covered wine cup in his hand and said with relief, "Heh heh, good thing the wine's gone."
A voice from not far away replied, "How arrogant. The peak has strict rules: drinkers are punished."