>>6042304“I hadn't considered that possibility, that your magic wouldn't match with the power of our people.” you tell him as you power back down, stroking your chin as you think. “While it's something you may eventually be able to train to overcome, we don't have time for that. Instead, maybe... Yes, that could work. When this tournament comes, use your magic power to its fullest. Don't hold back, conserving magic until the end. With this new form, you can use one hundred percent of your magical powers without worrying about saving strength, then once you're out of magic, power up to this form. Let them think you fight one way, then just as they adjust switch tactics.”
“Switch tactics? You mean...?” he asks, eyes going wide with understanding as his voice trails off. You can almost hear his mind buzzing as his lips and eyes twitch, seeing not what's in front of him but wherever his mind has gone. After a few more seconds his eyes shut, your son then opening them and turning back to you. “I see. Instead of focusing all of my power down a single avenue, putting everything I've got and betting it all on one power, having to perfectly manage my mana, I can fight more freely with my magic then switch, unleashing this more bestial power. Hahaha, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you planned this from the start. Mixing this Primal form and my magic can be done later, once this tournament is over. But for now, this is quite the strategy.”
“Glad to hear you've got a plan.” you tell him, grinning at his excitement. You both share a nod of understanding, your son clearly ready for the upcoming tournament.
“LOOK OUT!” Chaya shouts, you turning towards the sound of her voice. Only for Caulifla to slam down into you, smashing you into the ground. You feel something snap in your shoulder on impact, losing feeling in your whole left arm immediately. The impact drives you both deep into the ground, air filling with dust.
“D-Dammit.” you say, choking on the dust as you try and see your daughter. But with her atop you, down into the ground, you can't really see anything. “C-Cauli? You okay?”
“D-Daddy?” she asks, also choking on the dust. It takes a few moments, then her weight lifts up off you. You start to pull yourself up as well, but your left doesn't work.
“Tch. Dammit.” you say, reaching up with your right. Cauli grabs your hand, helping pull you out and up to your feet. “Thanks.”
“Hold still, that looks bad.” she says, ringing her chime and bathing you in light. But not her usual golden light, this time it's the same deep blue as her transformation. Instead of the gentle warmth, her magic instead feels icy. But not unpleasant, in fact the cool sensation feels rather good. And after a few moments, you regain feeling in your left arm. “There.”
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