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[center][h3][b][color=cyan]Spectating the Swords...Drunken Guy say what?![/color][/b][/h3][/center]
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[color=cyan] Feya nodded to Bonekid's enthusiasm. Though he was a skeleton and kid, he knew how to hold his ground. Feya always settled fights with her fists. She never could understand the way of the sword. She probably could, but training for such a talent might hinder her regular workouts. Feya relied on her physical strength and not on a sword. She acknowledged that Bonekid would do tremendously well. 

	When the fight was beginning, Feya noticed the opponent was a female. Seeing Launcher and this new combatant brought a smirk to the fitness woman. She couldn't help but acknowledge strong women taking a stand. Even though they were about to put the hurt on her crewmates. Feya sat down on the floor, preparing to relax. Unlike the last fight with fists, she wouldn't be able to learn anything from Bonekid's. 

	She began questioning things such as why the woman would have a short and long sword. That's about as practical as doing arm curls with different weights. 200-pound on one arm and 100-pound on her other. It's not as efficient. Luckily, her question was answered when the short sword grew longer. By closer inspection, the woman cut herself earlier. A bit unhygienic, if the sword was rusty or had not been cleaned, but her blood crawled to the tip of the blade and managed to grow in length. 

	Feya's eyes widen, it would seem the other crew was full of Devil Fruit users. The fitness woman continued watching. Sparks flew as the swords hit. Swords, plant-life, and blood were three main factors of the fight. There was a lot of stress on Feya's shoulders as she kept herself informed about the score. THe sword woman was in the lead. She only needed three points to guarantee a victory. BUt atlas. she was knocked out by the second-mate. 

	[color=deepskyblue]"Bonekid, you did it!"[/color] Feya stood up to her feet and flicked her wrist. The skeleton kid flopped on to the floor without a word. Lilliana reacted fast by nestling him into her lap before giving him some milk. [color=deepskyblue]"You just keep milk on you?"[/color] Feya asked. She kneeled down onto one knee for a quick analysis. [color=deepskyblue]"Any visible fractured bones?"[/color]

	Feya turned her head when she noticed the next game and opponent. [color=deepskyblue]"Rope climbing contest? That would actually help build my upper-"[/color] Her thought process was interrupted when she noticed the drunkard volunteer for the position. [color=deepskyblue]"Hold up, this man is clearly inebriated. I don't think this is a wise decision."[/color] Feya spoke directly to the Krunch Captain. [/color]