Chapter 26 : Morning
The low groaning sound of stressed wood filled the air a second before Mokai ripped all of his claws out of the floor in a single instant.
Watching as tiny bits of splintered wood fell to scatter around the tsuchigumo's feet, Mica's confidence wavered a bit at the realization of the damage he was apparently quite capable of.
Shifting himself into motion, Mokai made his way across the room and stopped in front of a large armoire.
"You have no natural aptitude for swords." he said in an absent tone as he opened the armoire's double doors "This became apparent to me fairly quickly..."
"...I don't?" asked Mica.
"No, you don't..." said Mokai as he placed the two swords he was carrying in the armoire.
Rummaging about for a moment, he twisted around at the waist and tossed a wrapped bundle to Mica.
Eyes locking onto the item that was now sailing towards her, Mica reached out with her tail and snagged the bundle out of the air by looping a length of her appendage around it.
"Put those on while I find something that'll be more comfortable for you to use." said Mokai as he turned back to the armoire.
Creasing her brow in question, Mica brought the bundle in close enough for an inspection before taking hold of it with her hands. Her expression softened as she realized what she had been given were a pair of armored, arm length gauntlets, which she immediately slipped her hands into and began to strap in place.
"Here we go, these should work..." mumbled Mokai as he turned back to Mica "Here, catch."
Looking up at him, Mica was just barely able to raise her now armored hands in time to catch a pair of large daggers that had been tossed to her hilts first.
"Give those a few swings and let me know if they're too heavy for you." said Mokai.
Hefting the two solid but not uncomfortably heavy daggers, Mica gave them a few quick swings before beginning to shadow box a bit with an unseen opponent.
"...No, they're not bad at all." she said as she jabbed at the open air with both daggers as well as her bladed spade.
Satisfied with the sight of her now much more comfortable looking movements, Mokai nodded and turned away.
"As I was saying, you have no finesse when it comes to swords. You're uncoordinated and cumbersome with them... You treat them more as a club than a blade, and you can't find a comfortable method in which to wield them. You're constantly tightening and readjusting your grip on the hilt and switching from one hand to the other as well... All while trying to use the sword as both a weapon and a shield at the same time. This can be done of course, but not in the way in which you're trying to do it..." explained Mokai as he began to strap his own gauntlets onto not only his human-like arms but onto his many legs as well "Now, there's nothing to say you couldn't learn to use a sword correctly. That is entirely possible of course... Today though, we're trying to figure out where your talents lie... And at this point I think we can safely say that they're not with swords..."
"So you think I'll do better with these?" asked Mica as she indicated the daggers.
"That's what we're going to find out." said Mokai as he stepped away from the armoire.
Turning to the bleachers, he slipped off the bathrobe he had been wearing over his torso and revealed the taunt musculature of his arms, chest and shoulders which were all still partially covered by both his chitinous plates and a thin black-colored muscle shirt. Tossing the bathrobe onto one of the benches, he turned to face Mica and began to flex his arms.
"...Um. Are you not going to use a weapon?" questioned Mica as Mokai took his place facing her.
"I'm good." said the tsuchigumo as he planted himself at the far side of the ring and took a stance "I'm not trying to beat you after all. Merely test you."
"...Is there really a difference though?" said Mica as she readied herself "This is still a fight. And you're still trying to win this fight too, aren't you?"
"Win this fight?" said Mokai as a thin smile spread across his face "Is that what you're trying to do? Do you really think this fight is meant to be won?"
"...Is it not?" questioned Mica.
The kiochi's eyes went wide in surprise as from one instant to the next, Mokai crossed the distance between them and bathed her in shadow as he reared up high into the air above her.
"No, it isn't." whispered the looming spider as he brought his fist down upon her.
Dodging to the side, Mica just barely missed being crushed as Mokai threw all of his weight into his punch and drove his fist straight into the wooden floor.
"Crap!" cried the kiochi as she was immediately forced to dodge several more blows from Mokai's now armored legs. Using her daggers to block a strike to her face, Mica went to hop back and away from Mokai but cried in dismay as he snagged her tail and pulled her back.
"There is no victory to earn here, Mica." said Mokai as he grabbed her by the arms and then tossed her across the ring "That is a pointless goal. Something you shouldn't even be trying for."
Tucking and rolling as she landed, Mica quickly sprung to her feet and turned back to face her opponent.
"What the Hell are you talking about!?" she growled as she brandished her twin daggers "What the Hell is the point of this then!?"
"To show me what you can do." said Mokai as he spun around and moved towards her "To give me a reason to regard you."
Blocking and dodging a whirlwind of striking legs, Mica wrapped her tail around a wooden beam and used it as leverage to throw herself across the room.
"Show you what I can do!?" she exclaimed as she landed facing Mokai and raised her wrist with the manabinder wrapped around it "How can I even do that when I've got this thing holding me back!?"