Onidawara
There are three creatures against me. Those claws were just their extension, but it still could scratch rowdy slashes towards my shield if it is not taken seriously. They are all humans, I’m so sure of it. Those face masks, each resembles of the animal's heads, but nowhere close to the actual limbs of such things. “A woman, huh? That minister surely an exception, but for her? Hah, she is clearly our feast for the night!” Definitely a lowly human, he is. Nothing he knows about kinetic magic that I possess nor any combat specialties as a military personnel of Enda. Haha, they would be surprised with it, or dead by my wits before they could even shout. “What is that cover, punk? Get out from there and face us man-to-man! Oh welp, you are a woman. I’ll have to reduce my power a bit.”
- Writer
