"Hmph! It's only a little flesh. It'll grow back soon enough. You're the one in trouble, Robin Sear. You won't even get the chance to become a ghost."
Salasha charged with the shard of glass, strips of flesh still clinging to its tip. Robin pulled out two bottles of potions and flung their contents at her. Ready for him, Salasha darted back and to the right.
"Idiot! It's just an ordinary potion neutralizer. Look how scared you got!"
"Robin Sear, I hate being played for a fool!"
Robin took a chopstick-sized blowpipe from the Blue Cloth Pouch and smiled. "Oh, really? If I told you what's in this tube would paralyze you, would you believe me?"
"Not a chance!"
Despite her words, Salasha twisted aside and retreated when a dart shot from the tube. Robin fired three darts in a row without hitting her. That used up his Ridge-Scaled Green Snake venom.
"Hmph. Robin Sear, what other tricks do you have? Bring them on!"
Salasha had kept dodging the darts by twisting aside and retreating. By the time she said that, she was five meters from Robin.
Damn it. I can't use explosives, can I?
No. I'd be expelled!
If only I'd brewed more offensive potions instead of mild ones like cooling ointment and Swelling Potion.
Robin took his hand out of the Blue Cloth Pouch, smiled at something behind Salasha, and said, "Oh, look! The stunningly beautiful, sweet-and-innocent Salasha Forgini has arrived!"
Salasha wasn't falling for the same trick a third time. She sneered. "Robin Sear, do you think I'd still believe you?"
Robin spread his hands helplessly. "I'm really not lying this time!"
"Liar!"
Salasha raised the shard and was about to charge again when a clear, pleasant voice rang out behind her.
"Sister, he isn't lying!"
Salasha