Akeno’s strategy, even if it did just boil down to ‘hit it really hard, really fast’, had worked even better than she expected. She had caught the catsnake-like thing completely off guard and taken it down before it could do so much as growl at her and now she had a mostly intact creature to take back to camp so that she could finally complete this damn quest.
She didn’t even need to confirm the thing was dead, since the useful message pop-up already told her the fight was over.
Akeno walked over to the Tatzelwurm and despite already being informed that the thing was dead, kicked the corpse anyway just to make sure. When the thing flopped over onto its back and didn’t do anything else, she bent down to pick it up by its torso and began to figure out how she was going to carry this thing by herself.
This fight had gone much smoother than the one against the chickens earlier this morning and had been much less risky than heading blindly into a cave to fight something unknown. Not to say that this wasn’t also dangerous and reckless; Akeno knew that fighting alone, with no support, had a whole host of dangers associated with it. Even so, this had felt so much more comfortable than fighting as part of a group or enacting some grand plan beyond their means; just her, a single opponent and a fight that was low to moderate risk for an adequate reward. It was simple, straight forward, with as few variables on possible.
When it was just her, every variable on her side of the fight was something under her control; she knew her own body and her own capabilities, less so now that she was smaller and green, but the point still stood. When it was just her the only unknowns came from her opponent and how they would react, even more so now that she was fighting wild and magical creatures instead of other people, but being able to react to and adapt to her opponent was something she was used to. When it was just her, or maybe just her and one other person she could understand, then she could
focus and not have to worry about anything but what she was doing.
She wasn’t a great fighter. She wasn’t some master martial artist, hell she’d barely even earned her black belt before she’d died. She never even won a tournament, despite entering so many. That was why she needed to minimise how many
complications were involved when she fought, to give herself the best chance of getting things right.
After struggling for a minute of two Akeno managed to wind enough of the snake-things tail around her arms that she could carry it without letting too much of its body drag along the floor. With the weight of her kill in her arms, she set off in the direction that she thought the Orc’s camp was.
@Zeroth