《Gallinus》6- A little more
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As soon as I hide, I see that boy start laughing.
This scene must be a bit hilarious.
I never wanted to fight, anyway.
Since I don’t know anyone, I don’t know what’s going on and I don’t even have any status to protect, why would I care about this guy?
The only problem is that girl seems to have taken offense.
- Hey, he was born a short time ago, so he still doesn’t know how to fight properly! – She says, trying to explain.
But it seems the young man does not care about that, as he continues to laugh and is probably also making fun of me.
Observing the colors in the girl, I notice a vivid red emerging.
Is red something like rage? I need to avoid this color…
Well, as there doesn’t seem to be anything else to do in this place, I try to pull the girl over, but then she says something that surprised me.
- Since my spiritual animal can’t fight yet, why don’t we fight? – She speaks with conviction.
At this moment, the boy stopped laughing and turned to the girl.
I don’t know what he said, but he seems to have accepted the challenge, since both of them moved onto the battlefield.
Looking from the side, there was me and that huge Armadillo.
… I wonder if this Armadillo is also like me.
I try to get closer, but I see a tone of wine around him.
Wine again? Is that hostility or something?
Whatever it is, I quickly step back and watch the girl again. She seems to be entering a fighting position I don’t know about.
In fact, I don’t even know what a combat position looks like, in the first place…
Her left arm appeared to be positioned in front of her body, probably serving to protect. Her feet were not really attached to the ground, so she can move round more easily.
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Her posture certainly looks very solid…
Then I decide to watch the opponent, but he is calmly waiting for the girl to prepare.
- Is ready? – Says the girl, watching the boy.
He just gives a confident smile and confirms.
In the next moment, at least for me, something surprising happened.
That was… The fight was over.
And the boy was lying on the ground.
The only thing the girl did was punch him in the stomach and it was over.
What kind of fight was that?! He didn’t even do anything!!
Even the boy looks surprised, after getting up with difficulty.
It seems that he did not expect to take such a blow.
The girl retreats to her starting position, without any problem.
Well, I think that’s it… It was a little bit disappointing.
I really thought I was going to see a big fight.
But, at that moment, something unusual happens.
A slight tremor occurred on the training ground and then some stones began to gather in the boy’s body.
What’s it!!? Magic!?
It is a scene that, in a way, is surprising.
I didn’t think in my dream there would be magic, but now I discover it exists.
Could this mean … That I might be able to use magic?
I’m waiting to see what the boy’s magic will be like.
Maybe it’s an earthquake or something?
Little by little, the stones came together in his limbs, forming a stone armor.
It was almost complete when… The girl kicked his head.
It didn’t take even a second before the boy fell to the ground, unconscious, and his armor shattered.
Why?! You just waited a little longer!!
The girl returned to me and took me in her hands. At that moment, I notice an important detail.
If you know hot to fight so well, then why did you make me fight for you!? And even more, against an Armadillo!
But, instead of the answer I wanted, the girl says.
- See, this is how you should fight from now on.
And so, for the first time, I’m angry enough to hit this girl on the forehead with my beak.
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