Whack-A-Toe

I left the hotel with people close to me cheering for me. It's not laughter, it's cheers. They are cheering for me with a smile. A smile combined with exhaling air from their lungs which makes multiple 'Ha' sound.

"They're laughing at you, Roy." Victoria said.

"Shut up! They're cheering for me with a weird way!"

"Roy. Do you know? If I transform myself into just the upper body of the armor, the stocking on the leg armor will be moved to you. So, it will be you who to wear it."

"Please don't do that! I beg you, my dear Victoria!"

I'm begging her while I'm jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

"Then you will do as I say. Now the Giant Salamander's fire won't work on you. The only thing it has against you is its strong physical power combined with its size. And you will fight it head on. Ignore other mages attacking the monster!"