Sakuramoria Auto-translated

-- That's not true. At our level, this weapon works well, but later... You'll see for yourself. I was glad to fight you, -- she says in conclusion.
"Maybe I should have used the scythe, I've been practicing. But I wanted to be as serious as possible, otherwise, what's the point?"

— You'll spend your whole life learning to use some weapon, and then a peasant or a bandit will shoot you, — Shea said, even more dejected as she walked towards her companions, — it seems I was born too late.

An Arvenian monkey, not a peasant or a bandit.

Varya approaches and silently covers Mikha with her cloak, restraining herself from immediately killing the sadistic jerk.

Varya approaches and silently covers Mikha with her cloak.

Authorthe girl covers herself with her hands.

— What are you staring at, dove? If you don't have the resolve to accept the outcome of the battle, then there's no point in stepping into the ring.

From the whip's blow, the upper part of Michael's clothes tears, and in a panic, with tears in her eyes, the girl covers herself with her hands.

Rumors that she can't even hit a stationary target - Futa thought gloomily.
- But you're a big guy, - she muttered, getting back to her starting position.

how does the small arena look?