Chapter 64: Cannibals VS cannibals (2)
'This isn't right...'
Unexpectedly, on the final day of the semester evaluation, he found himself trembling as he was the first to step onto the stage. However, the die had already been cast, and there was no turning back from this trial.
'You can do this. You have to.'
As if hypnotizing himself, he gritted his teeth, clutching two silver coins in his pocket. These coins, given to him by someone he deeply respected, had become a kind of talisman for him recently.
Barry Cobbs, a first-year student of the swordsmanship department—known affectionately as "Bear Cub No. 11"—drew strength from the coins' presence, shaking off his fear as he brandished his spear.
Whoosh!
Thud!
The spear pierced forward, but the stone monster barely flinched. Barry swiftly dodged, remembering the countless hours spent in Vulcan learning how to face larger opponents. He knew well that survival depended on evasive maneuvers.
'I’ve taken down plenty of boars; I can do this!'
...Or, so he thought. Upon reflection, Barry realized that most of those hunts were either joint efforts or finished off by his instructor. As he silently berated himself for his overconfidence, the stone troll, now irritated, lunged at him.
GRRRR!!
"Hrgh!"