Malfoy keep walking beside me.
Nothing much to say here, he just...walk beside me, relaxed.
Like nothing happened.
A lot of shit happened though. Oh damn I can remember all of it, I can feel all of it. This dumb little blondy reckless piece of turd.
His sword is out, ready to fight against the ennemies with me.
Talking about ennemies, a quick glance forward show me that we're close, they are getting closer too. Time to turn to the right.
I wanna drift on that sand. Hah.
I pat malfoy shoulder and start walking toward the right, circling around them.
And they all turn and try to follow us.
I'm so glad they are dumb.
Malfoy start to whistle a bit as we reach the side of the wooden fucks. He's really acting like we're good? Are we good?
I don't know?
Am I overthinking it? Maybe I am, it wouldn't be the first time I did.
But I'm high on feelings right now, I missed them, even if they only dissapeared from 10 minutes top.
Following my lead malfoy start to jog a bit at my side.
We're circling them again if you're not following.
Focus man!
Reaching their right side, one of the smallest is close to us. Darting toward it, I don't overthinking, just slam my shield on the small one head.
It fall. And one fish in the sand, one!
I move back as malfoy dart, just like me, he poke his throat, let him bleed out on the floor, weak and pathetic. Then he come back at my side, just before one of the average sized one can hit him.
This should be easy.
It's so easy that I drift off in my thoughts as we move to the left now, trying to pick up one of the other small one.
Still ignoring the whole unfeeling thing. Don't really like to talk about it, so...let's talk about me and malfoy relationship!
To be I don't know if that's only me. I don't feel like we're good.
Is he just acting? He seems to think like, like, like, I don't know, like we have the same dumb goals but I have a different way to get to it?
The stuttering usually annoy me. It frustrate me. But right now? It feel like salvation.
He talk as if I was the only one he could understand? That could understand him?
One kick. One thrust down, we back away without any words and move left again. Turning around the bots. And no. This kind of coordinate fighting isn't what I'm talking about.
No I'm talking about...I don't know to be honest, my feelings are a mess.
A small smile spread on my face. Like usual. A mess. My mess.
Pushing forward a bit faster as I deal with my thoughts, we reach the first one. But one of the big one do something we didn't expect. He almost jump on us.
Yeah, litterally. Bro just jump.
We don't say anything as we back off. Sand explode like a cloud, reaching pretty big heights.
I can hear malfoy cough a bit beside me. A look at him show him giving me a thumbs up, and then we continue turning around. The big one try to get up but struggle, just fish around, like the small ones.
It's raising sand everywhere with it's struggle.
Circling around it, we pick up one of the small one in front of him as he wave his arm at us.
Hah, look at him! He can't reach us like that! Looooser!
That was unexpected though. And a fake belief.
The big one thought he could reach us, he couldn't.
He's just like malfoy who has a fake belief.
I think? I feel like he think I'm someone that's close to him, like, someone like him? What is like him? I don't know! Because I'm not like him.
But the way he dig his sword in the last small one show me that he really believe I am.
And, and, and I just don't get it.
He said his goal was power? Does he think my goal is power too?
Ignoring the coils in my body, a surge of fear rise up. No no, I'm not that, no. The fear reassure me. It means that I still care.
Malfoy turn around one of the average height one. He dodge some attacks, don't block nor parry, he apologized for it a second ago. He's taking this seriously.
As he turn behind him, I grab the guy attention.
When I have it, he start to attack me, just some steps behind stop that, he struggle to follow me. And malfoy kick from behind just make him eat the sand face first.
Maybe his goal is power. He really wanted that best reward. What the fuck am I saying!? Of course it is, he litterally said it.
Pushing up my shield I block a wide swing of another average weakling and.
OH FUCK ALRIGHT I WAS RIGHT!
My feet dig into the sand, I get pushed back as if a bull would have rushed at me. Rolling my left shoulder, I can feel ants creeping in.
Fuck! Those woodenguys are bulldozers! And it was just an average one?
Malfoy come just after to kick him, front kick again. They are really useful for those guys. They just fall without struggle.
Using his longer reach malfoy kill it out.
"Come back"
He rush at me dodging the swing of a big one, two in front of us.
At least this misunderstanding make him listen to me? I guess that's a benefit, I'm sure he wouldn't listen to balrow, annie, or jenna.
He seems to think this is some kind of opportunity? I think?
Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions?
Ahhhh oh so I love thinking like this! My mind wander on the list of experiments I thought off during this whole...incident.
The plans are good. Really good.
Technically speaking.
Remembering my team, not the 'attendees' for fuck sake, I scrap them all.
"Grab one and try to make them follow you, going to make fall an isolated one"
He doesn't nod, grunt, or whatever, he just jog toward a big one and start waving his arms around, grabbing the two's attention.
And the two follows. Should have guessed.
As if this was a game, malfoy keep jogging slowly backward while they follow him, leaving their sides open.
Like a game, yeah, that's the problem.
Well whatever, time to take care of this. Pushing forward, my body make me fly, legs burning. A peak of ectazy coming.
Fuuuuuuck yeah! It's back!
The buzz slowly die down after I make one of them fall down, like usual, shield tackle go brrrrr.
Pushing myself up to my feet, struggling a bit, I crawl before jumping into a run. Head looking over my shoulders to look at the remaining big one that just turned around toward me.
That's the problem.
A game, I feel like they don't take the tutorial seriously enough?
Or am I the one taking this too seriously?
Probably related to going home. An almost shit eating grin climb on my face as I remember how it was still my primary goal, even when I didn't felt shit.
I'm proud of me.
The big one start walking toward me.
Anyway, as I was saying. I may take this too seriously, but I feel like it's normal.
Malfoy thrust his sword to a blue vein on his leg.
I mean, it's not normal, this tutorial is an opportunity. Yes.
But that's not what's important is it? Home is. For a day, then we can talk about this whole tutorial shit.
The big remaining wood guy turn around toward malfoy.
Also, let's talk about it reasonably. Isn't it important? I mean, am I the only one that's taking this seriously? We've been kidnapped didn't we?
Pushing myself toward the ennemy, I tackle him down, shield first. Just as usual.
And as I stand back up taking some steps forward toward malfoy, I turn around to look at our good work.
4 small one finished. 2 average finished. And 3 big ones, not finished, but unable to get up.
His voice bring me out of my thoughts, a big smile on his face.
"Always great work together" he lift up his hand for a fist bump "See?" His question is probably deeper than a simple 'do you see what we've done?'
...yeah, I don't see it.
I don't see it at all. I've been kidnapped, and forced to fight to the death, and called a homicidal monster.
I don't see it at all. Desire of powers or not, I am NOT ignoring the truth.
I don't see it.
My fist come up, a simple fistbumb. That's all, I'm not proving anything about me. I AM NOT. Nor am I misleading him, he think whatever he want, I don't care. I AM NOT. My hand come to reach his own knuckles, a simple forward movement, that's nothing. Just something you do automatically.
But it took longer than it should.
"Yeah" I don't see it. "Great work."
His smug satisfied smile look annoying right now.