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(Drake POV)
I saw my father do his best. He defeated Boulder gloriously. He did what he could, and ended collapsing afterwards… I saw his true self, and I can't help but…!
I can't help but…!
"Feel like I have not done enough myself! ROOOARRRRR!!!"
With all my might, I roared with fury. I saw my father collapsing there. This damned and wicked game of a colosseum, just to amuse these bastards that kept bashing at him even after he won.
Just for this damned Jotun who is reluctant about giving me a little push to awaken her stupid bloodline! I feel like punching that dan old hag in the guts!
But for now, I've got this enormous obstacle in front of me.
Amethyst!
She's small, and completely covered on jewels and crystals.
You would think that because of her size and her appearance, she's some fragile magic user that flies very fast or something, right?