"So, how about that? I'm pretty strong after all, huh huh huh..."
The soft sword in the hands of the golden-haired elf was plunged into the ground. Panting heavily, she looked towards the judge, Shami.
"..."
Shami was speechless.
"It's just a level 7 Slime. How did you have to go twenty rounds with it before barely winning..."
"What can I do! After you cut a Slime with a sword, it revives. I had to take it down five times!"
A Slime doesn't die immediately when it suffers fatal damage; instead, it turns into several blobs of goo, triggering a 'regenerate' skill, slowly reforming and recovering its life.
As Shami instructed them not to go all out, Lureya could only wait for the Slime to revive each time.
After the fifth regeneration, its regeneration skill went into cooldown. This time, it couldn't revive.
So Shami called for a halt.
But, going twenty rounds with a mere level 7 Slime, Shami found it hard to accept.
"Hey, look, Jelly is almost level thirty."
