[Bar Fighting]
First mention (by name): 1.15
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Chapter | Text |
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| 1.15 | “After I killed the Goblin—I gained a new skill. Two, actually. [Bar Fighting] and [Unerring Throw].” |
| 1.21 | Erin felt her teeth grinding together. She clenched her jaw and looked up at the Gnoll. He was big and scary, but she was also pretty sure he wasn’t allowed to hit her. And even if he were, she was in a really bad mood. Unbidden, the thought occurred to her that she’d never figured out what [Bar Fighting] actually did. |
| 1.34 | “I can fight. I’ve got, uh, [Bar Fighting] as a Skill, you know. I can totally crack someone over the head with a chair.” |
| 1.41 | She stared at the jar of acid. She could make her own acid flasks if she wanted. It was a handy weapon, even if some things like the Rock Crabs and the Shield Spiders were mostly immune to the acid. She had her fists and that [Bar Fighting] Skill as well as [Unerring Throw]. It was enough for self-defense against most of the monsters she’d seen, and she could run away from the rest. |
| 1.54 | “Well—I, uh, I can fight too. If I really have to. I’ve got [Bar Fighting] as a skill, you know.” |
| 2.03 | “See, I’ve got this [Bar Fighting] skill, right? It only works when I use objects I could find in a bar, or in this case, a kitchen. If I pick up a sword I don’t move nearly as well and it’s harder to hit things. So I thought a frying pan would be perfect!” |
| 2.38 | “I believe the young woman will hit you if you do that again, Ressa. And she has both [Bar Fighting] and [Minotaur Punch] as skills. I would be careful.” |
| 5.27 | The Hobgoblins rushed to protect her as Erin expertly poked a man in the eyes and kneed him in the groin. [Bar Fighting] at its best. Ceria shook her head. |
| Interlude – Burning Alcohol | She pretended to stab at someone. But—it wasn’t exactly a pot or pan, so her [Bar Fighting] Skill didn’t work either. Erin stared at the torch. She recalled actual [Fireballs] being thrown around. |
| 10.24 E | A [Warrior] versus a high-level noncombatant. Even with [Bar Fighting] and [Flowing Footwork], Erin could barely keep up with Mera as the [Brawler] circled like a wolf, darting in, backing out of punches. Worse, Mera was having fun. |