"Didn't mean to hit'ya so hard!" Dezzi said bouncing over to the Fighter they sent flying
"Damn…You guys are strong. I ain't ever seen a talking Rabbit Before either." The man rubbed the back of their neck as Dezzi began to wrap their injuries. "Not a Rabbit, I'm a Mink. Just look similar."
That was an Understatement. Despite the Fact that every Mink is Physically similar to a Mammal. Each Mink is Technically a Predator. Regardless if they look like a Rabbit or a Lion. Including the Dear Doctor of the Red Sash pirates, they held sharp canines inside their mouth. Ironically similar to their captain.
Minks were Famous for their Strength. That and Their Agility that was 8x That of the Average of Average Person. Put Simply, One Mink, by default not considering any attributes granted by unique physiology, is Eight times stronger than A Person who is in the Median of Strength of considered 'Normal'
For Dezzi Specifically, Rabbit minks have this Eight Times strength at close to maximum strength, with speed, much like minks by default, being casually 12x faster than the previously mentioned 'Average'
A large misconception is that Rabbits are the Weakest Mammal. But this is far from the Truth.
After an hour of Medical care, Team Green was Sent off just as Topaz and Pink before them.
Jeanne slumped to the ground, Noir handing her a cigarette. Which she lit with her self made match lighter. A small golden cylinder with a small knob onto, which she slightly unscrewed and pulled harshly, striking the internal striker and lighting the wick on the end of a small metal 'match' a simple device she had made many years ago to light her Pipe, that she was currently too exhausted to bother with
"You all best watch out for Team Black." Said the leader of the Thirty-plus group of people, continuing to walk without elaboration.
"Hey!" Noir stopped them. "What do mean team black?"
Stopping in his tracks, and causing the crew to look up in interest
"You wouldn't know, would you?" He fully turned, furred cap over his shoulders arm tight around his bandages as he spoke
"Black Team is the Color always given to the Warriors of Skyderia. They are the Ones where the rule of 'No Maiming' is rendered Mut. Often times people who are the most competitive of fighters amongst us attempt to use as much force against the Warriors during this Tournament."
"And are allowed to. And often they are able to handle it. Now the Warriors are not allowed to Break the Rules, and by the Nature of this being a Training scenario for them, they must hold back. But against the real strong ones, there can be verbal agreement between Warriors and A Group to go as Hard as Possible…"
"A Contract, of-" He muddled in his mind the word he tried to find
"Consent?" Dezzi asked."
"Yeah. Consent. If you encounter Black Team, and you give your Consent. You're both allowed to go as hard as possible as long as it doesn't result in Amputation or Death."
"What!?"Leroy shouted as he stood to his feet, a sparkle near literally popping from his eyes
With a slight grimace of Confusion, the Leader continued. "Yeah, its typically taken place in the Fields. If you go now, rest, you should be able to get their in a day or two. But if you don't stop you could probably get there in a few hours."
Kirk pulled out the map, and tilted as he looked. "Thats about…10 Kilometers away. Should take us close to 3 hours by foot. By with the Jungle, Threats, and the Need to rest for some of us that don't!" He emphasized the last word as he looked to Leroy
"Have the Endurance to somehow walk that distance. It'd probably take longer."
Raven looked over to the Navigator "Well, what exactly do we want to do? We're here for-She looked at the leader who still stood looking between them "We've gone South where we needed to go East to head to the Safe Zone"
"Just how long is Team Black gonna be around?" Asked Kirk
"They're here till the end. There's been cases where the last Teams have to go against the Black Team. But usually they call it a few Days before the cut off so that any teams left have a chance to fight against each other to win."
"Well-" Leroy said stretching out his back "We're here to win! So. I guess we're headed to the Plains!"
The Plan: Win, and Eventually Make way to the Center of Thiya for the Poneglyph. Which Meant staying in the Jungle for as long as possible
"Took us over a Day to finally Concretely determine what we want to do…But Captains orders." Kirk let out an Annoyed sigh rubbing both of his temples.
"Wait, that wasn't obvious?"
"HOW WERE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW?!" Kirk screamed.
"I understood it." Kále said, eyes closed.
"You didn't get that, that was what he was planning on?" Noir scrunched his brow with the question
"Ugh…" Kirk grumbled "Sometimes he's a bit too ambiguous."