Making a small sound with her lips, Marie gave a plush she had been holding to Dora.
" Eh? Are you leaving me with Chubastic?"
"It's Mr.Chub, Idiora, take him with you, no excuses."
Clutching the toy in one hand and the bag of pebbles in the other, Dora couldn't help but notice the unusual heaviness of the stuffed animal.
The true strongest attack is the one touching the emotions.
Dora's body glowed brightly, three years ago, when he left Shining Sword, Marie offered him a gift.
A teddy bear, an insignificant toy for so many people, but an object with the biggest moral value for both of them.
Marie was a puppeteer, and the teddy bear was her first creation.
A bear she infused with magic days after days, to the point of making a little bomb.
She kept it as a trump card, the last thing she would let go, it was what she trusted the most.
