Nyx, after her spirited but ultimately one-sided sparring match with Daniel, seemed to have a newfound respect, and perhaps a healthy dose of fear, for her master's "playful" side.
She still resented having another tuft of her precious chest fur plucked, but Daniel's immense strength, even when holding back, was a powerful deterrent against any prolonged pouting.
She quickly transformed back to her normal, smaller pup-size, the glow from the golden fruit fragment fading, and went to sulk near Lia, who offered comforting head scratches.
Ayra watched all this with a thoughtful frown, her earlier bravado somewhat tempered.
"Vance," she said, finally breaking the silence.
"That… [Savage Might] thing. That wasn't one of your flashy S-Grade mega-punches, was it? That was just… raw strength."
Daniel nodded. "B-Grade skill, actually. Just a little boost to what's already there."
