Bubba scuttled away toward Gereld, even more depressed. The Illumise just laughed rather cruelly at him some more, but still Bubba seemed hopelessly attracted to the firefly. How the hell am I to work with this silly attraction? Thought Gereld, despair startng to creep into his mind.
Gereld opened his mouth ready to forfeit, seeing as how Bubba seemed unwilling to battle, but before he did, a strange idea worked it's way into his head.
Why not get this attraction to work for me?
Smiling slyly, he knelt down to Bubba, and whispered [sub]"If you really want to win her affection, you'll probably have to earn it. By winning."[/sub]
The words worked wonders, giving Bubba some vague hope that allowed him to regain his composure. Grinning from ear to ear, Gereld cried excitedly "Comet punch, Bubba!"