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- “—Exactly.”
- The boy has already made his move.
- “Wha—?!”
- “At the end of the day, I’m still just a kid.”
- The second head gets lopped off.
- “B-behind us!!”
- Surprised screams sound out.
- “My body and magic are both still developing. If you guys surrounded me, that’d be it. I’d have no way to break free.”
- The boy’s voice comes from between the trees as a third and fourth head go flying into the air.
- “This ain’t real! H-how’s the kid so fas—?!”
- “Nah, I’m not that fast. A kid’s body can’t take much more strain than this, see.”
- Unable to make out Cid’s movements, the bandits have no way to fight back as he slices off their heads one after another.
- Five. Six.
- Now, only one bandit remains.
- “—Ah, I getcha. You’re right. You ain’t that fast. You’re just makin’ it look like you are.”
- A metallic noise rings out, and the slaughter comes to a halt.
- The bandit with scars running all across his face is blocking the boy’s sword.
- “Your body’s light, so you can accelerate and decelerate like crazy. But your top speed ain’t nothin’ much.”
- The bandit leaps backward and puts some distance between them.
- “To make up for your body’s shortcomings, you had to catch us by surprise, rattle us, and take us down one by one. Good thinkin’ for a kid your age.”
- ***
- Volume 3, Auxiliary Chapter
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