《Brawling Beauty Adventure》Demons, ostrich and the details
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"Thank you Sonika for waiting, these are your things, and please pay for the registration fees. The cost is 3 red sphere shards. Afterwards, someone will show you to the place where you will be staying."
Some time later...
Inside a room of roughly 7x7x3 metres; on the floor is a carpet, and sitting cross-legged on said carpet is a white robe-wearing person with a bit of pink hair tucked behind the left ear. This could all be seen from the back...cardinal direction northwards.
Sighing, the source of such a sound being from none other but the lips of Sonika. Slowly closing her eyelids, she relaxes and starts clearing the images in her mind.
Below a 20m cliff is a field, rocks and sand. And comprehending the dao of the field is an ostrich; a 3m tall ostrich with a wingspan of nearly 6m. Squinting, the ostrich looks to the west, an illusive yet perpetual curve constructing the horizon. Narrowing it's eyes, the ostrich lowers it's head and opens it's beak revealing pitch black darkness. "#*+/-
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CRrrraack-Cruuuuuuunch-Boooom (sfx)
The speech of the ostrich sounding like a Megalodon chewing bricks; causing it's feathers to stand on end. The thin line of the horizon shimmers, distorts and curves, but only slightly.
The ostrich notices the peculiarity. Knowing what comes next, it slowly slips it's right foot out of the sandal it is wearing. At the same time it raises it's head, slowly expanding wings and its right leg almost completely extended to the back. With wings completely outstretched, head high and right leg extended casting an abyss-like dark shadow behind it. A westerly breeze descends 2m in front of the ostrich. With elegance it flaps it's wings downward-
BOooooom!, SMacKkkkkk!!!
Located 350m behind, from where it once stood; the ostrich looks at the large crater the size of a tennis court where it's sandal still remains.
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Shifting it's gaze to it's right leg outstretched in front of it. A head of something is attached to the underside of it's foot.
"Shadow Stormers." After uttering those words with disdain, In a smooth, flowing yet abrupt motion, it slams its foot down to the ground beneath it, along with the head attached until it's talon sinks into the sand.
Looking below at the pulp on the ground resembling the inside of an apple that has been chewed but not yet digested. Shifting it's attention to the rest of the shadow figure it takes a step back and inserts it's beak into the chest of the Stormer and pulling out a core; a core that looks like a core of an apple, the Shadow Stormers body dissolves while the ostrich could be heard mumbling :"Wind relocate."
Arriving immediately above the crater, the ostrich drops the core and slowly descends at the same rate that the crater fills up with it's misplaced soil pushing up a sandal until the left foot of the ostrich touches the ground and with it's right foot it slips it back into the sandal. Lifting it's gaze to the cliff in the southwest, it identifies two silhouettes, and the two are each wearing a raincoat.
"You see, Sonika, that over there is a gardener. You must be like the gardener, comprehend the flow of wind, shift like the earth beneath it and plan for the future."
Back inside the room. Opening her eyes and saying to herself: "Old-man Monkey is right. Flow, direction and plan." Retrieving a card from her robe that she received after registration and directing her sense into it; a virtual grid appears. Selecting the option: Card holder, with her index finger, the grid is replaced by information:
Name: Sonika
Origin name: Larhak
Individual currency: Larhak
Individual currency value: 0
Martial rank: Novice
Martial credit: 1 red sphere (can be updated, see sub-menu)
Martial content purchased: Red Sphere Origins (complimentary with registration)
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