Chrysalis

Chapter 1275

[Are you telling me her real name isn’t Fluffles?] I demand.

[Of course not,] Grey scowls. [What kind of a name is Fluffles?]

[That’s the name she gave me!]

[I believe I told you before, we do not give out our names so easily. My name isn’t Grey, and my student’s name isn’t White. These are aliases we use. Our real names are only shared with those we are close to.]

[Wait, so that guy’s name isn’t Barker? Somehow that fills me with relief.]

[What kind of… no… his name isn’t Barker. It’s Woofington the third.]

[REALLY?!]

[Obviously not.]

[Dang. That would have been amazing.]

[Are you going to let Phil get up yet?]

I look down at the turtle-Folk, struggling to rise under the weight of my empowered gravity field. I was nice. After I caught him in it, I made sure to turn up the pressure gradually until we reached this point. If I slammed him with full power from the get-go we’d have turtle pancakes here.

They come to these places to see a skillful, honourable fight, I assume. Instead, they’ve got me standing around looking at a turtle-guy who can’t stand up. Surprisingly, they don’t seem uninterested in the slightest. There’s no anger or disapproval even, they simply watch,

he’s still trying, right? Shouldn’t I hold him there until

Phil carries a blade much larger and heavier than what Barker

arms crossed, Grey speaks to Phil, who snaps back something, causing Grey to frown. Seeing his expression, Phil capitulates

going

sword,] he growls, [I believed I could hold out until your power, whatever it was,

check my

up for a day and night. Besides, that wasn’t close to how strong that pressure can

a little taken aback by that, so I hasten

know that it has been stolen. Report

amazingly strong, though. Look, you actually managed to chip my carapace! Right here… wait… I think it healed already. I

the way for the next challenger. Pete steps up next, bowing to

sixth sword, and therefore weaker than my master, but I hope

Let’s have

wild swing before his sword becomes too heavy for him to lift, but the sword light sparks off my carapace

be a little quicker, I’m afraid,] I tell him. [Once I’ve got you in that field,

frowns, clicking his hooked turtle

something I

secrets I worked so hard for, they can jolly well do

to fight, her cool dignity and calm demeanour unruffled when facing down a tier seven monster such as myself. I make sure

expected. The moment the fight begins, she’s moving. She’s fast, incredibly fast, but it appears almost effortless, like she’s floating above the ground. In one hand, she holds

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