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"Begin!"

Onoma said there was a signal, and he was surprised when he tried to hit me in the face by running towards me, but took a short distance from it.

"You don't hit, do you?

You try to hit me from the front, you usually avoid it, don't you? I don't know if that's gonna hit you, but at that speed... You think maybe that's how they figured it out for me? That's annoying.

Onoma thinks that, when she approaches me again, she has tried to beat me many times, but she does so many times. He gets frustrated that the attack doesn't hit him every time he does. She seems gradually tired and a little short of breath.

"Damn it! Don't avoid it!

And yet he waves his fist. No, you usually avoid it, don't you? and the attack stopped as he kept avoiding his fists thinking about it.

Now, what are we going to do? I shook my legs up thinking that. Now, are you coming with a kick? I thought so, but there's a distance nevertheless. Then he kicked the soaking ground and jumped the mud. I see. For him, I protect the mud on his face with my arms, thinking that he might be thinking or whatever. Then he came closer and tried to hit me.

Now he grabbed his arm as it was while nagging his fist without doing anything to avoid it, snagged his leg and rolled it on the spot.

"Wow!

I said and fell grandly from my back. I got up right away, but my back, of course, was covered in mud.

"You fucked up!

and hung up with his face red. Then he pulled out his sword and cut at me.

"Wasn't it a weapons ban?

"Forgive me! Never forgive me!

and ignored what I was hearing and looked behind my back for a moment and looked at me again. How did you get a good look at this at the right time? I thought it was cut with a sword, so I kept avoiding it, approached the place where I put the spear, and looked there, and there was no spear. Huh? I thought I looked around and Brad was away with my spear. I realized that maybe the reason I took my gaze off earlier was... but it's too late.

"Don't take my weapon!

That's what I yelled at him, but he walks away, never mind. Speaking of which, what about Youre? I was dragged while Mendez pressed my mouth when I thought. I'm trying to say something to this one, but I don't hear anything like a mogmog. The sword flashed over him when he squatted to the spot because he was approaching from behind thinking that.

"Fuck off, bitch."

Then he kept swinging vertically so I avoided to the side and took the distance. In the meantime, we need to take this guy down and go after them quickly. That's what I thought. Now I've been waving my sword diagonally. I'll kick it off the side and deflect the sword orbit.

"Oh! Oh!"

So I say, my onoma's balance is about to fall apart and my sword stabs me in the ground as it is. I kicked in with the aim of my hand holding the sword. Then he screamed along with a slightly dull sound.

"Ouch!

That said, I let go of my hand from the pattern of my sword, turn behind my back where I am in pain, kick my back, and I fall from the front. He managed to cover his face with his hands, but I fell on his back.

"Don, Becha," he made a noise and stepped straight on the fallen onoma to chase after the Brads.