Chapter 26.4
“Wow, what does this mean, Barabara Do Banga is running away? What a disgrace for someone so brave and bold!”
Voices of surprise could be heard from the audience, and the place was filled with boos. He knew what it looked like. He had come to the Arena of his own free will, and now, in the semifinals, he was running like a rabbit. How pathetic he was. What a coward. Barabara himself had never thought he would run away like this. He had intended to face any opponent fairly and squarely. But that was not the best thing to do. That would not be enough to win. With that he could not protect Donzoi’s pride.
“Huh!” As he ran, he aimed for Bash’s joints. Joints, shoulders, armpits. The armor wasn’t carved from a single block of iron. There were always fastenings. There were fragile parts.
He aimed there. Or so he intended.
“Mmm!”
Then Bash counterattacked with precision. A mass of murderous intent passed over Barabara’s head. A shiver ran down his spine, if he had taken another half step…. The strength of the armor was great enough to keep him from death. But if it had hit him in the head, he would have been knocked unconscious.
In any case, it was an attack with a lot of strength. Every time he took a step forward, he must have been constantly applying load to the ankle supports. That would constantly wear out them.
If the hardware around the feet could be worn down, the next step was the shoulder area. Finally, if the hardware around the torso could be destroyed, destruction of the armor would be inevitable. He would take his time, carefully provoke his attacks and invite the opponent to self-destruct. He would attack alone at the end. He would slowly destroy the armor first. This was not a dwarven way of fighting at all.
This plan could be ruined by a simple mistake. If he failed to evade a blow. Or when Bash realized he wasn’t serious in his attacks. But Barabara was confident it would work out.