Chapter 467: Of Course, Tala
Tala—just as expected—did blaze through the next few scenarios of the War Games.
She killed a hundred mice in just under thirty minutes, barely feeling a twinge of empathy, having been on the other side of the equation for so long.
I’m not sure what that says about my mentality.
-That you’re well adjusted and can compartmentalize effectively?-
Yeah, let’s go with that.
During the run as a cat, she did have to bat away one mouse who tried to go for her eye, and Master Grediv was a bit cagey on why that had happened after she succeeded in the task.
She decided not to press the issue.
The next scenario had forced her to embody a squirrel who not only needed to avoid a wolf, but also rescue several other—rather clumsy—squirrels at the same time. Though, since the wolf was mostly confined to the ground, it was only her allies’... difficulties that gave the encounter any real challenge at all.
After that, she was a fish, chased by a pike through what seemed to be an old moat. She and a partner fish had to survive together; the ‘early win’ condition was to lead the pike into tangling itself up and being trapped, but Tala saw that for the misdirect that it was, and simply endured. It was a harder version of the squirrel challenge, but with more competent allies and greater three-dimensional mobility for herself and her pursuer.