Like a Fish

Ever tried to catch a fish before? Wasn't it slippery, you would take a long time to be able to catch it. Probably with a fishing rod and a delicious wriggling worm dangling on the hook, but how about your bare hands. What if it was an 18 years old catfish. That would be a hard haul with your bare hands. Like a fish, a tactic Dye wanted to use. She wouldn't be able to win without any sufferings.

Like a lunatic, the puppet slashed around with no reservations. Dye quite envied how the puppet spun his arm around as if it was made of rubber. He was no human in the first place. The more human a puppet, the more restrictions on their movements but the more strength.could be applied. It was like taking something for something else.

But everyone would rather sacrifice this particular point to enhance their puppets' strength.

Anyways, even if the puppet could do it, there were definitely several openings she could exploit. For example, although his whole body could turn around freely, he only had two 'eyes' so he wouldn't be able to see her if she stood behind him. With this, she only needed to go around him, avoiding his eyes. This would lessen the MP she needed to spend. With more MP, there will be more chances to attack.

Another weakness was his armor. Sure it protected him from her attacks but it limited his movements as well.

Armor could easily be tampered with. A slight tamper could make one uncomfortable and not fight efficiently. This would cause a sort of clumsiness which would not be acceptable to the perfectionist puppet. With this, she could create the illusion of the puppet not being able to catch her. It would be a big blow to both the puppeteer and the puppet himself.

Dye chanted a short spell and aimed at one of the puppet's weak spots, the armpits. No matter how good an armor was, they didn't protect the armpits. It was open when the puppet charged over while swinging his sword like a big fat swine. The little ball of light hit the puppet's armpit and soon the whole arm went off. She used a simple corroding spell and shot it to sever the arm with the sword.

It was unintentional. She didn't think that severing the puppet's arm would be that... much of an impact.

She was tricky to catch, and her Levitate mastery got a bit higher every single exchange to the point her levitation was faster than the turn of his head. This did make Dye proud for a bit, but when she saw how easily it was for the puppet to reattach his severed arm, she was dispirited. So it was impossible without the Straw Heart destroyed.

With a flick of her hand, a wind blade hit the puppet's armor and left a shallow dent, but it was still a dent, compared to the white marks left by other weapons. From the puppets appearance, she knew that it wasn't long after someone had came in. The armour had several white marks, but a nose of a human wasn't even there.

The puppet quickly got irritated. Its charges became even more disoriented.

"Good..., " Dye said with a grin.

That was certainly what she had wanted from the start! But it was indeed too early to be happy. When the puppet realized what had happened, it immediately collected its composure. With its cold mechanical eyes, he looked at Dye with his emotionless eyes as if all its previous emotions were not there.

The puppet learnt something, and she was the one who taught it.