Humming, Spark made his way back to the Grandcypher, twirling his spear. His heart suddenly felt light. Just wait until he showed Yuisis all the merits he'd earned!
Up on deck, he saw Rai on the stairs. "Anyway, seems like Tezcat was in the foothills," said Xeta, yawning. "Good work today, foxu."
"Good work, foxu," mumbled Rai as she stroked Feower's head.
"Since Xeta's in the lead, she can take the foothills tomorrow," said Mae thoughtfully. "Al, you watch the woods just like today."
"Gotcha," said Avilin, clutching a fist to his heart. "I'll surely defend the lewds."
"Since Kou hits the hardest, she can patrol the river, " suggested Rai. "Ark can... ooh, how about he lures Tezcat into that narrow pass?"
"Wait, why am I the bait?" grumbled Ark.
"Anyway, that leaves the foxu as recon, since he can hold his own as a primal," said Mae. "Everyone good?"
"Sounds good," said Spark, tails swishing happily. It felt good to be recognized as a primal.
"They're really gone, huh?"
"Yeah. Forte's been recruited into the Dragoons. And Grea's been admitted to Mysteria."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"...Hey, Spark, do you think they made the right decision...?"
(They're simply following the path to power, but...) "I don't know. It's a little sad that you've been left behind."
"What's so funny?"
"You wouldn't have said that when we first met."
"Hmph. I'm a primal. I say what I please."
Lecia proudly saluted as Spark entered his room. "Fine work today, Spark. Drinks are on me!"
"Hold it, missy," said Yuisis. "I intend on takin' the boss out for cheeseburgers tonight."
"Aw, I was gonna whisk you off for a taco run," pouted Clarisse.
"I want to treat you to roast duck," said Niyon, staring intently at Spark.
"Hmph, I was going to order some pulled pork with cole slaw," said Herja.
"My, my, and here I was, making a fresh garden salad with pickles and ranch," laughed Lennah softly.
As Spark stared blankly, Tiamat came in and hugged him from behind. "Fufu, now this looks like fun," said Scathacha, smirking.
And so, Spark found himself surrounded by his favorite food and favorite girls that night. "Y-you guys... Unite and Fight's not even over..."
He scratched his head, wishing every night could be warm and peaceful like this. And yet, what was this unease in his heart...?
Continued in Part 6