It was a simple concept, the more they fought, the stronger they grew. The stronger they grew, the more they could protect. This was something that Hurruh could comprehend, and with this simple notion he suddenly understood the intent and reasoning of his bug fairy friend’s actions. 
Hurrah decided if he got the chance, he would go back and try to find him again. Until then he wanted his monsters to get stronger too. But neither looked ready or interested (even able) to fight. 

So instead he got them both to just watch. He scooped Honey, the small golden slime, out of his rucksack and held it out, unsure which way was front or back, to observe the battle. 
As for the armis, that Hurruh was still not convinced was a monster, it fumbled loosely around his small hand as the slime bobbled around in it. Hurrah had even less idea how this one would be able to see anything. 

Either way, just incase they could see or learn anything, the young boy fought to hold his arm out high so the two might be in a position to do so. It didn’t take long for this to put a strain on his arm but he fought through it. Squeezing his sisters hands tight for strength and in support of her battle. 

[color=lightblue]”Go Ack!”[/color] he shouted.