"Like hell I'd let her." The spiky one yelled out, furious as he ran forward, his fingers on the right hand curled slightly like claws.
"Trust your blade, your reflexes and your environment." Mayowa's voice came filtering into her head, forcing her to stay awake and shake off the sensation.
Immediately, she drops to her knees and forces her body to roll over just as the spiky haired Irunmole slammed his claw-like fingers into the tree, shattering the entire tree into bits of skewered wood.
Forcing herself to stay awake, she rolled even further, trusting the richness of vegetation and trees that are more the farther she rolls.
"What? The heir is retreating?" Elisa yelled, her hands tightened against her voluptuous waists. "You are a big Coward, Ibiyemi. Cowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarddddddddd...!!!" She yelled in disgust.
