Ikol was subtly leaning against me as he was trying to make sure I was healing; he gave me a minor lick when I began test flexing my leg. Ufr was able to move at Miril’s speed but felt a bit different now that I was reflecting on it. Ikol gave me another tiny lick for which I glared at him. It was hard to be mad at Ikol because he had his massive pouting eyes looking back at me, seeming immensely upset. What was his issue? Ufr like nearly everyone else looked down on his brother which irritated me, but was that what was currently bugging him? After I beat Ufr, I was going to get Ikol to defeat him for the victory lap. I took a few calming breaths as I needed to focus on now, and what was bothering Ikol so much.
I checked. What was he so upset about?
Ikol answered. Ufr proved to be the most arrogant being my age I had encountered so far.
I replied as I did full stretches of my leg, not feeling pain. It was a bit stiff, which I knew I had to accept for now.
Ikol probed. What the forl was he talking about?
I asked, not fully grasping why he asked me about that.
Ikol pressed, shuffling closer to me.
I answered wondering why Ikol seemed so concerned.
Ikol inquired. I looked at him as his ears were cocked back in a kind of funny way.
I pressed. Ikol did this odd little shuffle step still looking upset.
Ikol confessed with this ashamed tone that really irritated me for some reason.
I assured him, wondering why that fact was quite annoying to me. That was unusual; maybe I was just out of it after battling Ufr.
Ikol lit up, doing his happy little dance in circles around me. Onilin, Vndrglz, and Zagzin all looked at the two of us without saying a word while Ikol was dancing excitedly. I let him finish his dancing before slowly standing up, feeling how stiff my joints all were. I began walking to get some of the stiffness out of my joints, not enjoying the sensation in my hips. Our duel wasn’t even that long all things considered. Ikol was happily prancing around me in laps, doing his zatta zatta song and dance while he seemed over the moon. I used
While I was deep in thought, Ikol stopped dancing and began nuzzling me happily. I glared at him because Ikol was ruining my image. Ikol did not grasp that I was giving him a death stare, so he kept happily nuzzling me. I let his celebration continue for another two minutes before pushing him with my tail. Ikol gave me a betrayed stare when I nudged him away from me; he had his big upset eyes going almost immediately, making me feel a bit guilty. I pointed next to me with my tail, which Ikol joyfully bounded next to me in response. Ikol happily hummed next to me while we kept walking and behind me, I could hear Onilin fighting not to laugh. Ikol slowly walked closer to me as we kept our trek going. It wouldn't kill me to let him celebrate being my friend for a little bit.
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I snapped at Onilin.
Onilin teased. The instant I was healed up, someone was getting a beating.
I threatened her. I had the sneaking suspicion she was willing to get her gip beat for this.
Onilin retorted, with what I imagined was a shiza eating grin.
I checked. Ikol was basically leaning on me right now; he was not helping my image or point at the moment.
Onilin doubled down. What was with her? Her previous silence and unwillingness to talk back seemed to evaporate. Was it because I was recovering?
I snarled at Onilin. I checked my body, seeing if I could attack her if I needed to.
Onilin replied like that clarified anything.
I checked, not grasping what she meant by that.
Onilin explained. I needed a Phestia translation guide in moments like this.
I inquired, trying to grasp Onilin’s point.
Onilin checked. I mean, he definitely was the strongest being my age I’d fought. Thinking about it, Ikol was fairly strong, but I knew how to fight Ikol.
I answered. Onilin seemed surprised by my answer, which only added to my irritation.
Onilin replied. Why was she repeating that? Was it that important?
I pressed, trying to grasp what Onilin was saying.
Onilin clarified. What was the expression the nerd used, seeing is believing?
I asked as I connected the dots.
Onilin tried. I pat Ikol with a tail as we walked; he understood my greatness without confirmation.
I pointed out. Onilin let out an awkward cough at that.
Onilin stated plainly. To her credit, that was a fair point as Ikol was immensely loyal to my greatness.
I informed her. I could feel Onilin deadpan stare at me.
Onilin shot back.
I challenged, not grasping what she could possibly mean.
Onilin retorted. I turned my head so I can glare at her, seeing Vndrglz and Zagzin were hiding behind Onilin, nodding her on.
I inquired. Onilin was giving me a toothy smile in response.
Onilin explained. What was with this sudden shift in tone? Did dueling Ufr mean that much to them?
I challenged. I could see her relay the information to the others, where they all nodded along in agreement.
I pressed, wondering what was going on.
Onilin answered with an assuring head nod. Not before, but now? I wished I knew how Phestia worked a bit better as my only points of reference were Hoggdin, Miril, and Ikol.
I retorted. Onilin looked at me and shook her head.
Onilin informed me.
I shot back. I knew it wouldn’t work on who I wanted it to more than anything. Onilin went wide eyed at me after I said that.
Onlin cried, not grasping why I would want it to be better.
I informed her.
Onilin checked, sounding scared by the answer.
I explained. Onilin looked relieved that the answer was a King.
Onilin sighed while looking like a weight was taken off her shoulders.
I informed her. I absolutely was going to sit on the throne of strongest no matter what it took.
Onilin concurred. I guess this was improvement overall, but I wanted to be even better. Stronger than I was now because I was far from my current goal.
I assured Onilin as she gave me such an unamused stare in return.
Onilin replied sarcastically.
I shot back. I looked out, seeing the grass was starting to thin a bit, and get rockier. In the distance, I could see the faint outline of some mountains.
I inquired, wondering what the next territory was.
Onilin informed. I mean, that was the domain of Ilrymax if I recalled correctly. It felt good to make sweet, sweet progress finally.