"Well done, Torque."
Almark calls out from the support seat to the torque he returns from the game.
"I'm terrified. I can't believe we're really using the way we fought back then."
With a special way of fighting like Fiquet, the torque must have switched quickly.
However, the torque wiped his face with sweat and didn't seem happy.
Zaaa hey. I had a hard time. "
Leaving that behind, he returns to the Garaines.
"Sure, Fiquet has always fought differently."
Nelson says.
"I didn't pretend to jump that far."
It felt like a tactic for torque.
Almark nodded.
He said, "Don't stand straight in front of me, and jump with speed and agitation."
That's Ain's wisdom.
Nelson frowned.
"He's a real eater."
We're still going through a lot of tricks.
Almark saw a pair of backup seats.
Ain leaves and tells the next player what to do.
"They're annoying. Fight with dignity."
"Well, a plan comes with a fight. I'm not a coward. Even so, the torque won."
Over there, as Almark soothes Nelson, Galaine slowly climbs up to the field.
"Garaine!!"
The voices of Norish from the support seat. Surprisingly, I can hear a quiet lilty voice.
Fortunately, the women who have won a victory have become more enthusiastic.
"Now, Galaine. We will stand behind you."
"Wow. Garaine, keep going!
Garaine lightly raises his hand to Almark with his usual, unbelievable laugh.
"Oh, I'm not nervous."
"I think Garaine's unchanged expression is quite a burden to him."
The opponent is a skinny boy, like Fiquet earlier.
"Don't let out all the thin ones."
and Raidow.
I see. The contrast hasn't changed much since. "
Almark agrees with Nelson.
It is true that the large galains and skinny opponents face each other no different than the torque and fiquet matches we saw earlier.
"Who are you dealing with?"
"Well, I've never been in the same class as him. Certainly....."
"Raps"
Leila answered from behind.
"I was in the same class last year, but I wasn't particularly good at martial arts."
I see. Then Galaine won. "
Leila choked on Nelson's words.
"But maybe you have an idea what Ain's going to do next."
"He can't eat."
While we were talking about it, the names of Galaine and Rapps in the middle of the game were introduced, and they tied their swords together.
Getting Started!
The call to the start of Bowen.
Together with that voice, Garaine filled the gap at once.
Suddenly, a heavy thrust is poured into Rapps.
Rapps managed to take it in a retracted posture, but Garaine continued to push in succession.
It's not as powerful as torque, but it's still hunting down Rapps with a heavy series of attacks.
On the other hand, Rapps is somehow superior, but it is not strange when he is thrown into his torso.
"Great, Garaine!!"
Nelson screams.
"Keep it up!!"
Garain won't let go of the attack, as if pushed by the words.
Rapps' body sways to the right and to the left with a fierce attack from Galaine, retreating without force.
From the audience seat, a cheer rises to Galaine's bold rush.
"Galaine, come on!!"
The yellow cheer also flies from the woman in the support seat.
Garaine's attacks continued.
The blunt sound of the sword hitting the martial arts arena.
Without altering his expression, Galaine's indifferent and intense attacks seemed a bit unusual to the audience. Stagnation occurs.
Rapps, on the other hand, has never been able to attack before, so much so that he's full of defense. Avoid decisive hits, but several dangerous hits grab the armor.
Garaine exhales roughly.
Garaine continues to attack.
Open your mouth wide as you punch.
Almark, who was watching, was surprised by a bad feeling.
See the Ain of a pair of support seats.
Ain is staring at the game with a faint smile on his lips.
Oh, I knew this was what he expected.
Almark thought.
That's not good.
"Garaine, decide!
Almark screamed.
We're still on time. Keep up the momentum.
"Don't let him escape, make up your mind here!
I noticed it too late. We can't afford to go back any longer.
When he heard the voice, Ain saw Almark.
Ain's eyes are laughing. Well noticed. That's what I'm talking about.
Garaine is running a rush, not to mention Almark.
Raps accepts it without relying on it.
Dodge.
I will also accept it.
No matter how many attacks Galaine has launched, it's a little light-hearted.
Take. Take.
It doesn't hit me.
"He looks bad."
Nelson finally noticed the discomfort and shouted.
"How about defense?
Almark nodded.
"I'm sure you've been practicing that. Like Fiquet."
Huh?
"It's an operation against Galaine. Galaine's weakness....."
Garaine's movements are becoming blunt and visible from Almark's side.
Looking at the opponent that was easy to give, Tsuke, who had been attacking with confusion, came here and began to leave.
I was targeted for lack of endurance.
"That's why you're fighting so fast!
Nelson scratches his head.
"You mean it was a long shot from the start?
Almark nods at Nelson's words.
Even if I had stopped the garage when I realized it, it would have been too late to wear it out that far.
I stepped on the idea that it would be more likely to push with momentum, but Rapps was better at defending than I expected.
Torque and Nelson would have beaten it, but Galaine's technology wasn't enough.
"Is Rapps healthy? But that's Fiquet, isn't it just right for you to come up with someone that's right for you?
Almark looks at Ain.
"But the fact that it was, I mean..."
"Ein, you mean you've been reading my turn?"
Almark nodded.
Everyone somehow knows who will come out of the game with their own team. However, not only who comes out, but reading all the way to that order is not usually the case, and there is a great danger when you take it off even if you anticipate it.
But Ain did it anyway.
Almark felt that way.
"I can't do it. If it were him."
Nelson looks at Ain and looks down.
That's when Ain screamed.
Raps!
As if that voice were a sign, Raps turns into an offensive for the first time.
I couldn't decide.
Garaine was already completely breathing.
Rapps' attacks were just as inexorable as his defenses, but he was precisely targeting Garrain's torso. I can still afford my health.
Garaine!
The torque shouted for the first time in this game.
"This is the right spot, come on!
Garaine nodded with a sweaty face and pulled her chin.
My eyes aren't dead yet.
After that, it's a game of energy.
Galaine prevents Rapps from attacking without his power.
Two or three degrees.
But this time, Rapps's attack won't stop.
Even though it's not too clumsy, it's coming down here in a row trying to decide on a match.
"Yes, decide here, Rapps! Don't let him rest!
Ain screams.
The attacking Garaine's leg is tangled.
Garaine!
The torque screams again.
The voice reminds Garaine.
Yesterday, Torque, Deg and the three of us secretly dodged a promise.
When it's tough, don't go into defense, attack.
Galaine stopped.
"There was a mistake!
With the mood, he starts poking himself.
"Good."
Unexpectedly, Almark raised his voice.
It was such a good thrust in my hips.
However, my leg fell again before I pierced it.
The poke is out of track.
Rapps' sword, which dodged it, struck Galaine's torso.
"Until then!
Bowen's voice echoed.
Raps raised his arm and Galaine looked up to heaven.
Big applause from the audience seat.
"... I can't help it. Garaine did his best."
Nelson applauds.
I see. The last thrust was good. "
Almark nodded with applause.
This is not a battlefield.
Just because I lost doesn't mean I'm losing anything from Garaine.
"It's okay. We're still winning and losing, and Wendy's next."
Wendy walked up to the shoulders of Garaine as she nodded and pulled up.
"Good work, Garaine."
Garaine fell asleep with a rough breath.
"Sorry, Wendy. I can't. There was no attack, and my health was cut off on the way."
Wendy gently shook her head. Point at the back of the garaine.
"Look, look."
Garaine looks back with a drop of sweat.
At the tip of Wendy's fingers, in a pair of support seats, while Ain and the others welcomed him, Rapps smiled and sweated his whole body.
"... until just now, you've been sweating so much"
Garaine muttered unexpectedly and looked at Wendy.
"I've been moving around fine."
"That's all you've been attacking. It's not that easy. He was desperate."
Wendy said with a calm face.
"Winning or losing is your luck. Garaine, you can only be proud of yourself for the amount of sweat he has."
And then, tighten your face.
From a calm face like an angel of love, to a warrior's face that is so beautiful and brave that Garaine could never have imagined.
"Look. I'll win for you."