Lunetta needed quite a while to start a fire, she honestly had no idea how to do it in the first place. She eventually just started slapping the wood with her blade at extreme speed, when she was left with little splits and sawdust she looked around for some flint and beat it with her long sword.

She knew exactly how ridiculous she looked, but there wasn't anything she could feasibly do about it. She didn't know how to strike a flint properly, or even what material to use. Her first attempts had broken the flint, she ended up using [Moon Slash] in her somewhat frustrated state, this caused sparks to fly off like no tomorrow and she had screamed like a little girl.

It wasn't dangerous to her, but to see a thousand red hot glowing rocks spraying everywhere would put anyone on edge, and now that the fire is ready and she having composed herself, she went back to the rabbit she had hunted. She wondered how her rabbit pet was doing, but decided to push that out of mind, their re-union might come later.

If Seyvila didn't decide to keep the rabbit, it was so darned cute. With that thought in mind she put her prey on the fire using a stick to pierce it. The problem was that she had no idea what kind of stick to use, so she had gotten a rather small one. Needless to say it broke and she had ended up having to roast it manually for an hour.

When her cooking was finally complete she sniffed at the rabbit. 'This is going to be quite good' She thought and took a bite savoring the unsalted meat. If only she had been given salt, but alas she wasn't, so eating unsalted meat it is. Battles were still going around her and she had felt the same weary sensation for her [Eyes of the Warrior] which alerted her to anyone watching her.

She gave the pervert a few nasty glares, whether they were scared or simply got bored they had left a little while ago. She still glared up every now and then to give the bastard the stink eye if he showed up again.

***

Daniel Redmond

Credits: 500

Class Level: 19

Race Level: 9

Health: 800

Mana: 800

Stamina: 915

Class: Crusader Swordsman

Profession: Blacksmith

Rank[G]

Human[G]

Strength: 92

Agility: 91

Intelligence: 80

Vitality: 70

Endurance: 80

Free Points: 0

He could see that her level was a bit lower than his, she should also be quite a bit weaker. He had observed her patterns of living, if you watch someone long enough you get to know how they react, and if you know what to look out for, how they can react in different scenarios that you haven't seen them in.

He would occasionally go back there, but he saw her looking his way with an annoyed expression every time, he didn't feel threatened, but he didn't want to commit to a fight he couldn't win. Also there were vultures about, they would look at any target they can get their hands on and divebomb them when they fought. This would cause you and your target to get screwed.

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He didn't want to end up like that.

So he watched, observed and analyzed, how she walked and how she held her sword. These minute things might not seem critical, but if you know someone is left handed and you're fast enough you can strike their blade out of their hand if they're not as focused as you are, easy win.

He also observed how she struggled with the fire, his anxiety had turned to a bit of schadenfreude. Every time she screwed it up he laughed. He was well aware that he was creepy as hell, but did that stop him? No, the rewards mean a lot more than some little bit of dignity.

He had a few ideas already of how he could eliminate her, since she didn't have the information, strength or any real advantage that he can see (He can't see her skills or their effects, but he could see her raw stats and he beat her quite soundly at that.)

"This might take a while" He muttered under his breath as he watched her glaring at him, after a moment she seems to have had enough and threw a rock his way. He didn't worry much since he had a fair amount of distance, but when he noticed that the rock was flying quite fast, and had a trajectory for his head he dodged.

With him being distracted as he was he hadn't seen her throw the other rock which landed against his head causing him to fall over. "Bloody hell" He swore, his armor was quite decent, but he had lost 100 Health from that rock alone, and since the distance was quite large, drag being a factor of velocity, if he had been closer he might have gotten his head popped like a watermelon.

He felt his head start to ache very terribly. He's going to teach that bitch a lesson, but first he had to rest his head.

***

Seeing that her stalker was sufficiently maimed Lunetta smiled. She could somewhat guess his next course of action so she decided to play it smart. Picked some berries and other bits of food and placed it on a skewer, making sure to place branches in front of the fire to obscure it.

Then she sneaked off. She used her water based footwork ability and started running using small amounts of mana, she still hadn't entirely recovered, and she likely can't face anyone too powerful anytime soon, but facing the stalker would be fine.

She ran through the woods into the clearing and then started her journey up the mountain's path, she had to stop a few times with sand getting into her shoes and rocks making her feet ache. Every step felt like her emotional state was being altered.

Something like rage, but moreso despair. Mostly because of the torture of her poor feet. Fifteen minutes of suffering later she managed to get up to the mountain and hid behind a tree, she sneaked to a nearby bush and peered at the man that had been spying on her. He was fast asleep holding a red bump on his head.

She advanced towards him keeping her breathing steady and her movements slow lest she startle him, then she had a nice idea. Taking a bit of burning timber from his fire she set a bunch of leaves on a branch on fire, she then dropped that branch on him.

Some bits of screaming and wailing later he was awake, completely unaware of what had caused this to happen, then what she had finally waited for happened. He dropped his guard. When you've been hurt or when you're attacked by something you did or that would occur naturally, you focus more on those things that had hurt you, rather than something that can realistically hurt you.

To explain it better if you get hit on the head by a falling apple you're more likely to look out for gravity than some crazy woman that might be eyeing you from a bush. Not that she was crazy, okay maybe a little. But this tournament made everyone crazy, it was how it operated.

Now with his guard dropped, the next thing she had to do was set a trap. If she jumped on him now he would be a bit delayed in his reactions, but there were other ways of killing besides that. Then a thought occurred to her, 'That's no fun.' She thought. Her thought was to sneak up on him while he's awake then decapitate him from behind.

But alas. [Moon Body] with a small amount of Mana activated, it did take him slightly longer to react but he managed, with a loud *clang* he screamed in a high pitched voice as he attacked. She looked at him strangely, how did such a cute voice come from such a burly man?

Yeah, that might be a mysterious inquiry for the future, her life was kind of in danger. Or rather her spot in this whole tournament. And she had to wrap things up fast lest an outsider come for the winner and the spoils. Neither wanted that result so they clashed, sword against sword.