I patted Raphtalia.
She then looked up at me with a mystified expression.
“Alright, the next one will be this.”
The strongest balloon that I’ve encountered was still attached to me, trying to devour me with its bites. I held out the munching Red Balloon just like I had done with the last one.
The Red Balloon didn’t eat or drink anything for about a week, so it should have been weakened considerably.
But even so, this thing could probably endure an attack from a sick, newbie girl.
Steadily, Raphtalia nodded her head and pierced the Balloon’s eye more firmly than before.
POP!