Ragged after such a long sprint trying to keep up with the kangaroo wrecking ball, Valor finds a moment to catch his breath and one of the ill prepared koballs right by him. Foregoing the standard use of erotic combat he slams them into the ground hard enough to render them instantly unconscious. Using the moment of calm to realise his party's blunder and consider one of the few ways he can reliably secure an injured soul.
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Valor: H-Hang on...
Koball: Ack! Let go! No Squeeze!!!
Valor: Be a good boy and I won't squeeze harder. Just give me a second.
Valor: Good.
Valor (Thinking): So we just went straight on in? No scouting, no planning, just barrel in through the front door.
CRACK
Valor: Shit... They made a mess coming in. Poor cat, I better take care of them quickly.
Gonna try and upload one of these once every two weeks now. I wanna do weekly but I spend too much time on them, it would be a stretch. She's fine by the way, no actual fatalities.