Scarlet
The second day of the Primary tournant draws to a close about an hour later after the last battle ends with Lost being victorious, following which all of the remaining participants included appear on a large tower at the center of the stadium. And then Blacks voice begins to echo across the stadium, And that make for our nineteenth participant moving onto the fifth round! But before we close out for the evening, why dont we have a little looksie at the brackets for the next round!
The brackets for the round suddenly appear in the center of the stadium above us, with the screen seemingly changing its orientation for every single person depending on where youre looking at it. A much nicer feature that is only used for the third day Primary tournants brackets and rules for so reason.
If I had to guess, its because it should cost a large amount of mana to keep it running, Tar suddenly answers my thoughts. After all, theyre basically overlapping millions of realities for the screen to show each and every person a different orientation of the screen for them to see it clearly at whatever angle theyre looking at it from.
Oh. Interesting.
That makes sense.
My thoughts co to a halt when I find my na on the brackets and the person Im fighting.
The Blind Prophet.
Okay, this could actually be a problem.
Why? Tar asks, sounding curious.
Because the Blind Prophet uses ti magic.
Oh, he mutters, making frown in response.
Oh is right. From what I watched him do during the last round, he uses martial arts and was big on them even before becoming a Guardian. And his magic in particular has a large focus on foresight and sohow seeing a few seconds into the future. So its incredibly difficult to actually hit him.
In addition to that, he also has so typical ti magic spells like making his opponents skills lose ti left on their usage, slowing or speeding his opponents up for a brief period of ti, and other skills of that type.
Overall, a pain to deal with.
Now that is all for tonight! To our extraordinary competitors, sleep well tonight! Because you will need all the rest you can get for your battles tomorrow! Black shouts before the screen showing him vanishes and all of us competitors are teleported back to our private booths.
I quickly find Allen sitting in the chair next to mine already looking at when I return.
Were going to the training hall at the base, Allen says, not even giving a chance to speak. Because you need to work on your martial arts.
My eyes widen with a hint of fear.
And more importantly, he says, his eyes narrowing. You need to work on not getting impaled.
Tar imdiately starts laughing in my head at that.
Its only happened three tis, so it- I begin, only for Allen to cut off with a glare as he asks, Three? I only rember two. When did this third one happen?
My mouth opens for a second, only to close again.
Oops. I forgot that at the ti my heart was cut in two, the ergency power was out.
Wait, it was cut in two! Right! Not impaled!
Tar snorts.
No, no, I was only impaled two tis, I say while nodding my head and correcting myself.
His eyes narrow and he simply repeats his question, When did the third one happen?
I avoid his gaze for a mont before debating the success rate of escaping this conversation in my head and finding it to not be very high.
Tar suddenly appears in the air next to and lands on top of my head, making my ears twitch when he brushes against them. But before I can complain about his choice of landing, he answers Allens question, It was during that Class II Fracture she was in over a month ago. One of her hearts was cut in two.
I quickly shake my head to fling him off before glancing at Allen to find his eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint to them.
Oh really? he asks while standing up from his chair and towering over in height. Before we start this training, how about we go over the fact that you conveniently left that bit of news out when we arrived to save you that day?
I purse my lips, trying very hard to not send a glare the tanukis way because I know that wont help my situation. Plus I can do it later.
Sothing to distract him co on, there has to be sothing
Oh right!
So what about that dinner? Are we still going? I ask trying very hard to change the topic.
And failing.
Yes, after our training, Allen says, now please tell why you thought having your heart cut in two wasnt an important detail during your debriefing back then.
Well, shit. That didnt work.
And Tar is a traitor. A filthy furry traitor.
Tar just laughs at that while flying around my head with a smile on his tanuki face, clearly enjoying my situation.
Thats it. Youre not allowed to lie down on or sit on for three days.
He stops flying imdiately at that before giving puppy dog eyes err, tanuki eyes? Sad tanuki eyes.
Im waiting, Allen says, bringing my focus back to him to find the man standing just half a ter in front of , the man being nearly five inches taller than and looking rather intimidating as he stands there with his arms crossed. But then a frightening grin creeps its way onto his face as he adds, Why dont we have a nice talk about this during training, young lady?
I gulp at that.
Oh, and we can invite Cynthia while were at it! Im sure shed love to hear about this as well, Allen says, making shivers run down my spine.
It was nice knowing you, Tar says sohow sounding smug.
Rember. No more using as a pillow or a bed for three days.
I imdiately feel his sorrow at that flash through our bond before he cuts the bond off sohow and says, Why would I care about that? and harrumphs.
This is not going to be a fun night.
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