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“I will admit I am not used to such a normal running pace.”
Such a comment was unfit of the situation at hand.
Getting chased down by a mob was the worst place to consider suitable for a conversation but that somehow, rarely stopped the ever-talking Kurokami. It was not as simple as to consider that she mocked danger. No, she heavily worried about everyone. But beaming confidence offered comfort and allowed her to aid her peers accordingly -- such is her mindset. With a limited set of abilities at hand thanks to the scientists, the woman so often called a beast could allow a performance that didn’t implicate blowing this whole mountain with a mere punch.
The thrill beneath these shackles placed upon her were definitively enjoyable.
Now, glancing at the person running at her side. She would allow showing a wide smile of pure delight, finally accepting this needed a different course of actions.
“I thought this could be an interesting challenge but I fear my naivety will get you hurt.” After her declaration, Medaka would take the blond-haired boy by the waist and lift him up to carry him bridal-style. Natural strength alone suffices for this, didn’t it? Better than aiming to throw him elsewhere like a baseball!
