Opting for the young woman, the guild members erupt in fervent cheers, chanting "mom, mom, mom." The chosen challenger looks at you with a gleaming smile, exclaiming, "This is going to be fun!" The crowd amplifies their cheers, creating an atmosphere charged with excitement. Curious about the unique title, you turn to James and ask how old "mom" is. To your stunned disbelief, he reveals she is just 16 years old, prompting a mixture of surprise and amusement.
As James begins to strap plate armor onto you, he looks at you seriously, emphasizing the necessity of the protective gear. He hands you a shield, preparing you for the impending match against the armor-less yet seemingly formidable "mom." The sight of her receiving a silver-encrusted sword with sapphires adds an air of elegance to her unconventional appearance.
The match commences, and she giggles with delight, making it evident that the joy of the bout takes precedence over the outcome. Despite being outmatched, your pride refuses to yield, and you focus on defense. This time, you manage to catch her blows on your shield, though the impact jars your arm significantly. Backing away, she laughs again, not at your struggle but with sheer delight in the sport.
In the subsequent exchange, you catch her first hit on your shield, but unfortunately, it dislocates your arm. Undeterred, you continue to defend, awaiting the next onslaught. Her second hit strikes your leg, bringing you to a knee. Bracing for what you expect to be the final blow, you instead feel a light tap on the side of your helmet. The match is over; you have lost. The unexpected tap resonates as a gesture of mercy, revealing the essence of the duel was not merely about victory but shared enjoyment and camaraderie.