>>6003887Anofelis was on her knees as she tried to hide her sobs, not wanting to appear weak or useless in front of the people around her. Then again, she was not really used to being watched, and feared that her appearance or failure to even wear a sack would make people think poorly of her. She feared being mocked or reprimanded. It was particularly a sad sight since she recalled that this would just be a fun competition, one where she would get to meet many people and maybe make some friends.
As her soldier friend Mikhail comforted her and told her that maybe she would do better at another mission, another contestant would get to work creating a sack which Anofelis could use to participate. It was one thing that she couldn't even challenge the noble knight, it was another that she was clearly so distressed from it.
And with the help of her arcane friend, Louise and her friend were soon able to hand the lustrous and enchanted potato sack to the giant bug girl. Mikhail saw the two approach, taking a mildly protective stance in front of Anofelis. He couldn't know for sure what the two ladies intended. Though upon seeing the glistening sack, he knew something was up. "Ano, look." He calmly remarked, as Anofelis stopped blocking her eyes with her claws and saw the sack.
"I think this might do the trick. What kinda metal is it? Carbon fibre? Some kind of regenerative metal fibre?" Mikhail said curiously, as Anofelis grabbed the glistening fabric sack. She felt that... it was stronger than the other things she had held. It didn't rip apart whilst exerting force on it, nor did her claws seem capable of taring it apart. She started smiling through her tears, continuing to sniffle before looking at the knight and her friend. "T-Thank you. I-I was scared I couldn't compete, th-that I'd disappoint Mikhail, Annie, Chaya or any of my other friends..." Mikhail gave her a pat on the shoulder, before speaking reassuringly. "Don't worry, Ano. We're all very proud of you, regardless of this competition!"
Anofelis let out a few more sniffs and deep breaths, before looking to the tall knight. "W-What is your name, e-exactly? Mine is A-Anofelis, b-but you can call me Ano. Y-You kinda remind me of a f-friend of mine c-called Morgan. Y-You both look very, ummm, fancy." It was clear from her tone and appearance that she was naught but a gentle giant, someone who really wasn't here to cause trouble or search for enemies.
>>6004202Of course, Ano had also heard another friend talking to them from a short distance, her soon holding up the sack she got and seeming a bit more proud. "I'll do my best for you, Chaya! With this sack this kind knight lady gave me, I'll be able to win for you!" Ironically, Ano still had no clue how a sack race worked, let alone that the knight who gave it to her was her opponent. Still, she had enough time to figure both of those things out, right?
