Duran's opponent had finished moving to the starting position.
At Gish's "Begin!" as the signal, both dashed.
Because I was talking with Iria I missed the name of the one facing Duran, but his riding was quite imposing. The knight astride a black horse guarded his upper body firmly with a shield without his upper body shaking, and extended the lance in his right hand level with the ground.
Duran's facing mount is, as expected… disgusting…!
The appearance of stretching a capybara stuffed animal's torso and lengthening the legs is a lump of discomfort.
To the spectators as well the unknown modeling they're seeing for the first time looks eerie even from afar, and the venue is wrapped in an eerie atmosphere.
Even the capybara girls in the subspace spectator seats have their mouths half-open and are looking with hogeh eyes.
'Kaka? Pipi? Sorry for talking during the match.'
'Kakaka?'
