The Worst Kobold Chapter 42: Chapter 6 - Clothing Vaporization Spell

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“You can do it!” Fluke cheered wildly from the corner. Grassweaver had a simple crutch under her weakened left arm. She would jerk herself forward, and stabilize her malformed left leg with the wooden support. Then, she’d propel herself forward with her strong right leg. The motion was unsteady, but each of these awkward steps became just a little faster, and just a little stabler. “Go-good!” A thin, elderly chocolate-scaled male watched on with delight. He held his left arm to body, which spasmed every few seconds uncontrollably. But his gaze never left his pupil as she continued around the track. “Keep go-going!” “Y-yes, Twitch!” Grassweaver addressed her physical aide teacher, her breathing already labored. She was already exhausted as she completed one small lap around the edge of the cave. Twitch was a kobold who specialized in physical therapy. Not only for kobolds born with physical ailments, but for those who also were injured during their daily lives. Even if you were fortunate enough to have a white sphere mage heal your wounds, you would still need to work to strengthen your muscles after all and relearn motions. Fluke watched his hatchery sister with a grin. They were around twelve now, and getting closer to being full grown adults. Except Fluke had surpassed a full grown adult size before he was hatched. He was now closer to ten tons of kobold strength. His leg muscles had become nice and defined. He had taken to running in the abandoned tunnels to simply stretch, though it was getting pretty tight. Though he much preferred the weekly runs with his little cabal of friends. Sunlight had taken to bringing him extra meat and rations. She had always justified it as he must’ve been working off a lot of calories from all his sprinting. He knew he wouldn’t be able to take riders soon if he kept growing, and he may not even be able to fit. He prayed to the Eternal Serpent to just stop at this height every night before he went to sleep. “Don’t stop your own practice, Fl-Fluke!” Twitch ordered as he turned to face the much larger child. While he did make random motions with that one arm, as well as have the odd facial tic, his stride was full and strong. While some may think naming a kobold after his physical defect was insulting, Twitch had embraced it. After all, his stutter and random motions were a part of him. And he wanted his students to know that you could embrace the entirety of yourself, flaws and all. “Oh, sorry, teacher,” Fluke went back to his own work. It was a specialized box with various holes cut out into various shapes. Many hatchlings played with toys like this, but his own was the size of a dire wolf. He carefully picked up a star shaped box with two claws, moving it to the small hole, and slid it inside without touching the sides. It had felt demeaning at first, but Twitch had been right. This had helped his fine motion controls immensely. Twitch had kept making smaller holes and shapes each time, and the massive kobold had begun to treat it like a game. “And… done!” Grassweaver’s legs were shaking after the third lap. She knew any other kobold could walk that with ease, but for her? It was a marathon. She felt her legs start to give out, but Twitch was right there to help guide her to a seat. “Well done, Gr-grassweaver!” Twitch smiled once he was sure his student was settled. “I think we can st-start with steps soon.” “I think I’d like that,” A couple years ago, Grassweaver never thought she’d be able to walk so well. But this new physical therapy, as strenuous as it was, had been giving her far more independence. “I just hope I can walk the tunnels one day.” “Awww, but what about me giving you rides?” Fluke batted his absolutely enormous yellow eyes at his friend. “Oh, that will just be for fun!” The forest green girl laughed from her seat. She took a deep breath, and stretched her legs. Her left one only could straighten about eight tenths of the way before it locked up. Still, much better than even