Surprised, Niniola asked, still hugging Sunday.
"You want to kill yourself for my Sunday?"
"Ha!" Ibiyemi scoffed. "He's my Sunday too."
THUD! THUD!! THUD!!!
Three sounds of weight dropping down as Tobias, Elisa and Elias landed from their leaps.
This time, neither of them have any masks on, an evidence of the battle that they had had with the seven Guard Irunmoles but aside from that, they are mostly unscathed. A testament to just how much they held their own against the Guard Irunmoles.
With only heartbeats apart, several steps thudded down, behind them, the rest of the Irunmoles coming to view. Earlier, their black haired Irunmole with the Shooting Star technique had gone into to assist the Captain, this leaving the six of them to deal with the mercenaries who happened to be just on par, in terms of power with them.
