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Recipe 2.10 - In Which Bonbon makes a blended coffee drink with extra blending

Bonbon stared at the mace, panting quietly as it inched towards her head. She had activated her [Crunch Time] Arte in time. The [Raid Leader] of the [Valley Elves] (Heather, apparently) was still stuck in mid-swing, the head of her mace reduced to a snail's pace. Bonbon scooted backwards on the bench, bending down to move out of the way of the weapon's path.

Right... A Vanilla Caramel [Frostaccino] with soy milk and extra whipped cream. Bonbon was mindful of the restrictions of her Arte. Time would be slowed, but only for as long as she was actually making the order. Time would progressively speed back up to normal any time she wasn't actively working towards it. She quickly unfolded her apron and slung it over her shoulders before tying it. Time to get to work.

She pulled out a cocktail shaker, an ice pick, and a steel coffee pot from her [Knife Roll], setting them on the bench. After a moment's thought, she drew another short knife and threw it at one of the mounted raiders. The knife shot through the air, before gradually slowing to a crawl. Right...

Bonbon hopped off the cart and rushed over to Pigtail, who was still holding the bag of snacks. She grabbed the bag, wrenching it out of the raider's hands, before rifling through it and grabbing a jar of caramel candies. She tucked it into the pocket of her apron and paused for a moment, hesitating before drawing her knife up and slashing Pigtail across the throat.

Bonbon ran back to her knife roll and pulled a roll of canvas out of it, tossing it onto the ground. It unrolled as it landed, revealing a magical sigil. She hopped up into the back of the cart, quickly looking from bag to bag. Where...

Her eyes searched the wagon before flicking up to another one of the raiders, on the opposite side, holding Bonbon's bag of assorted kitchen supplies. The elf chef groaned, hopping up onto the cart and getting a few steps running start before jumping into a drop kick. Her feet struck the raider in the face, and she 'rode' the kick down. The raider fell backwards in slow motion, winding up flat on her back with Bonbon standing on her face.

Bonbon turned and snatched the bag out of the air, rifling through it and pulling out a jar of ground espresso beans and a tin of vanilla beans. She tucked both into her apron before setting the bag back in the cart where it belonged. She jumped once to stomp on the raider's face for good measure before turning to look at the leader.

Heather had completed her swing, and her eyes were slowly widening in surprise. Her lips were spread, as if she was beginning to say something, and her eyes were slowly shifting, tracking the spot where Bonbon had been moments before. Bonbon stopped and stared for a second.

"[Ddddduuuuuuuuuhhhhh..."

"Appropriate," she noted, before Heather's eyes found her. She startled for a second, and noticed that the leader's lips seemed to be moving just a hair faster. Right. Cooking.

Bonbon ran around the cart the long way, taking another opportunistic slash at a raider which sadly only grazed her. She rushed back and slid the last few feet to the sigil she'd thrown on the ground. Slapping her hand on it, she imbued it with mana, giving a satisfied nod as the various lines and runes began to glow a bright red. She opened the coffee pot and poured in the ground espresso and some water, sealing it again before setting it on the [Stove Rune] to boil.

She fetched a small box of soy milk from her knife roll. She didn't have time to do a proper infusion, so she'd just have to simmer it with the vanilla and melt the caramel into it. She glanced up and jerked back in time to dodge a slow-mo swing of the mace. Bonbon looked around her.

Time had gotten to the point where the movement of the raiders was easily observable. Pigtails was slowly bringing her hands up to her neck, a grimace of pain on her face. The knife Bonbon had thrown earlier had struck home, bouncing off the raider's chainmail. Bonbon winced. She'd have to work on her aim.

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuulllllll..." Heather said, her mace slowly drifting through the air. Bonbon quickly grabbed a saucepan and tall glass. She turned and hopped back off the cart, bringing everything over to the coffee pot, which had successfully boiled. She shifted it to the side and placed the saucepan on the rune, emptying the soy milk into it and unwrapping a few of the candies. She ran towards the closest raider, one who was still mounted, and wielding a bone axe.

Bone Axe shifted back in slow motion, reacting too late to prevent Bonbon from stabbing her in the stomach. The elf turned and threw one of the candies into the saucepan, before stabbing again. Bonbon ran back, dropping the rest of the candies into the pot, and popped the lid on the vanilla tin. She moved to scrape the bean into the milk before hesitating.

"I should probably use a clean knife..."

Bonbon hurried to the knife bag, grabbing a small paring knife.

"Shot]!" a voice shouted.

"Huh?" Bonbon looked up just in time to see Heather's mace catch her in the face, sending her flying backwards off the cart. She hit the ground with a thud, her face throbbing. Her HP had taken a pretty massive hit.

"That's, like, a totally cheap [Arte], girlfriend." Heather called down to her, stepping onto the cart and kicking Bonbon's knife roll to the side. "But you're not the only one with cheap [Artes]."

"Nnngh..." Bonbon groaned in response, propping herself up a bit with her arms. The rest of the raiders were still moving in slow motion, but Heather was moving at full speed. The coffee... If time reset back to its normal pace, she was done for. She reached to her left and dumped the freshly-brewed coffee into the simmering soymilk, before hopping up and snatching the pot from the rune. She ran to the left, dodging wide around Pigtails, who had one hand at her throat, and the other swinging a bedazzled warhammer.

Heather leaped from the cart and began chasing her on foot, raising her mace into the air. Bonbon took the corner of the cart at a run, tossing the pot into the air, where it immediately began to fall in slow motion. She made a quick lunge for the raider that she'd grazed earlier, this time scoring a direct stab to the Valley Elf's stomach. Behind her, the [Raid Leader] was catching up. Bonbon turned and reached into the back of the cart. She grabbed hold of what she was after, hauling it out just as Heather swung her mace.

Heather brought her weapon down with a growl, then watched in shock as it impacted the face of the dead guy who had been in the back of the cart. The mace shattered in her hand, exploding into shrapnel as if it'd hit some kind of [Absolute Invulnerability] or something.

"Wha?!"

Bonbon shoved Hiro into the shocked raider's arms, before catching the pot out of the air and continuing to run around the cart. She glanced back as she ran, watching Heather struggling with the slow-motion, oddly-rigid Hiro, shoving him away like a physics prop as he floated through the air.

Bonbon grinned a smile. This might work... She might actually have a chance! She turned back around, and immediately tripped over a rock, flopping forward and splashing the contents of the pot across Heart Eyepatch's face.

The good news was... the scalding milk had been a pretty effective attack. The bad news, though...

Heart Eyepatch's pained shouts slowly increased in pitch as time went back to normal. Bonbon scampered to get to her feet before a pair of arms grabbed her by the straps of her apron, tossing her into the back of the cart.

She whirled around, knife held in shaking hands, to see a furious Heather. All around her, the rest of the raiders closed in on the cart, staring murderously.

I-I'm doomed...