After the altercation in the private room, we attend the Fourth Period as planned.
The arena is divided into seven hexagons that form the silhouette of a flower, each petal around the center serving as separated grounds, enabling six people to participate simultaneously in the Individual Combats.
Ines registers with for the Paired Combat, heading to the stands to watch the matches once the Individual evaluation begins.
{Why is Ines not deviating her sight from }.
"Lustful Beast. It’s appropriate to receive «That Woman», Yarunna, in the Tower?. You were extrely hostile towards her. When my mother call you by your father’s na, you only correct her...".
"It was different, Barking Bitch. Itzel didn’t know how to refer to ?. She knew about «Lustful Beast» because of you, and «Little Volttair» due to Vosha calling like that any chance she gets. Furthermore, your mother only ntion it to caught my attention. Yet, Yarunna said i was a copy of him".
Ines squints her golden eyes, giggling with sexy cuteness. "Mama’s Boy".
I scoff, agreeing with a nod. "Guilty. «She» looked after when i was little, and taught to never back down. Perhaps that is why i dislike the Amalgams and Umbrals, i feel a weird sensation of unfulfillnt. Or maybe i’m obsessive compulsive".
"Haha. I wouldn’t mind if you were more obsessed with , Lustful Beast. Like you are with Cadrissa...". Ines cheeks get crimson, her doberman ears perked up, totally stiff, like her spine and voice. "Fo-Forget what i said!".
"Impossible. I’m obsessed. Rember?". I lean closer, biting Ines’s left ear. She releases a cute whimper, and i start licking the bruised area to spread my lube. "Never forget you are My Bitch. Whether i marry you, turn you into my concubine or a slave. You will always be mine, Ines".
She doesn’t admits or negates my claim, but sits closer, partially resting her head on my shoulder, her long doberman ears ruffle my hair occasionally, and i tickle her back with licks and nibbles.
Our playfulness doesn’t diminish when more people cos to the stands, but stops as soon as the green scaled woman and Seinnissia sit next to .
"Are you going to participate, Vuir?".
"No in the Individual bracket, Nissi. Where is the rest of your Box?".
"Natvasha is competing in the Individual Combats, and Brenna’s Butler Maiden said they were moving to a new residence because their previous accomodation was not safe. She seem tired and busy".
{I didn’t hear anything about this Butler Maiden. Did Verulkya knew about the other mbers of Breyda’s Family?. Shit, is my own fault for thinking Brenna, Balalaika and Yarunna were the only close relatives of Breyda}.
"My mother said that Takctoor was safer than the Thova Academy. But Brenna’s Servant had multiple stab wounds that were recently healed with magic, so of those slashes could had kill soone weaker". Says the woman with green scales, coursing Emts between the grooves and edges of her chainmail armor to strengthen her Bodsh.
"No place is totally safe, Dafvianch. You only are unaware of the dangers, or you choose to ignore them".
"Your wisdom will be rembered". Nods Dafvianch to Seinnissia, making snort, because we have a similar way to take seriously the sentences and advices we hear from others.
"Indeed. «Noted, and Engraved»".
The first six participants enter the tiles in the arena, among them is Cadrissa, who seems more than ready to blow so steam, because the Ugly Nydrikoff is in the adjacent hexagon.
The central hexagon is divided in six triangular areas, each of them creating an anomaly that sprouts scrawny anthropoids extrely slender.
They are hairless, noseless and naked, protected by a natural exoskeleton of a greenish swamp colour.
nacing growls show their sharp pointy teeth along a disgusting blue tongue, though the most disturbing feature, it’s not the yellowish irises, if not the broad, long pointed ears, disproportional to the rest of their body fra.
"The «Gnardimgard» are an unfair opponent for this evaluation. They get stronger after slling breedable partners".
Comnts Esdren, who is sitting besides Enstor, and Bayron in the row of seats below us.
The confrontations begin, and so have problems fighting the Gnardimgard. This creatures have physiological capabilities highly enhanced, and behave considerably more active when they face won.
Likewise, they are guided by their most primitive instincts, disregarding their safety in order to tackle down any potential mate.
This outco does not happen with Cadrissa. When the Gnardimgard lunges at her, she moves forth to intercept the aggressor, grabbing the creature in the air, slamming him to the ground with such strength, that the bald head is splattered around, like a waterlon getting hit by a buckshot.
{Did my heart flutter?. Gosh. What am i, a High-schooler?. Though Rissa looks so hot when she is pissed off. Or maybe i am biassed due to preferring this sight over her sad cries}.
The next creature is a bluish goblin wearing the pelted head of a wolf, the garnt gives the vibe of an animal that is still alive due to the yellow glow in it’s eyes, similar to the user.
"Those wolf hoodies contain Braddiers". I say with absolute certainty. What confuses a mont later. Because i shouldn’t be able to determine, and affirm this fact with such conviction.
{Perhaps it’s related to the contract with Abraxza. In the end, Summons devour Braddiers. It wouldn’t be strange if «She» can share her abilities with . Like i empower her all the ti with My Halo}.
"Accurate Assessnt, Vecturion". Says Dafvianch, paying scrutinizing attention to the knives carried by the anthropoids. "I read about the «Kobblins», they eat raw flesh from their captives. And like the Carrion Owl Gunners do. The Kobblins establish a bond with an object invaded by a Braddier, nurturing the ethereal wisp to eventually transcend the limitations imposed on them by their world of origin, transforming the Braddier into an Embryon".
The explanation of the Thova takes longer than Cadrissa’s fight. She disarms the Kobblin from his knife, using the blade to repeatedly stab the creature, tearing off the hoodie, liberating the Braddier for a second, because Rissa permits her new Summon to have a sweet delicacy with the wisp’s essence.
Then, the third round begins, drawing from the anomaly a hairless anthropoid of blue chitinous skin, solid eyes of bright greyish shade, and wear blue cotton gambesons with black tal gauntlets with spikes. Though hearing Enstor say «Bruntg» with such scornful animosity is concerning, because he may lose his temper, but never portray hatred...
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