Flame was looking at her through the hole in the hut’s ceiling.
She’s practising her close combat skills. A little shabby compared to the prince if you ask anyone.
Flame squinted and looked at her. F:"…" after a few minutes, she yawned and went back to bed.
Grea and Annebelle were nowhere to be found.
“So then crew any ideas on what we are gonna do now?”
She took out her sword, knowing of the girl’s peeking. After all, through the whole day, the girl seemed to like to push the rules.
She pushed her limits, dashing around a training dummy. She pushed her sword strikes against the dummy, totalling a total of 21 strikes in one second.
The dummy was cut into half by the end of it. It mysteriously restores itself.
She sighs. “Now if I can push some fire without losing speed…”
Flame audibly whistled, before realising that she made a noise and eeping, making another noise before running off to her bed.
A light appears outside the hut, before going away.
“Urgh… not looking good… Only 3 hits…”
Someone walks to her.
They have a conversation before the person walks away.
“Mmm…?”
Flame stuck her head to the door, trying to listen to the conversation.
(BE revived)
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(Uhh make Andrew do something maybe?)
F:“Huh? what’re they talking about in there?” G:“Go to sleep, flame…” F:"…fiine…"
The two girls finally went to sleep…
She walks back, finally stopping her training.
She has a brief conversation with the priestess.
There is a glowing from the main room, but not enough to wake them up.
“It’s safe.”
“… Okay…”
“Why would he give this weird thing?”
A small little yarn ball. Huh.
“A reward for helping to kill off some weird dolls? Those weird things…”
She looks into the girls’ rooms.
No dolls here.They were already sleeping soundly, training had been tiring for them.
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“Those little cheeks, I’m starting to like them.”
She looks at the yarn ball.
“Well, Imma sleep now…”
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