With her mud-colored skin, wet-look fluorescent blue braided hair and female Viking attire, it was hard not to recognize her kind. However, Jake had to admit that this was the first time he''d come across a female fighter.
All the ones he had met up to now were being humped from morning to night by the giant Nawai males, infamously known for having a raisin-sized brain. By process of elimination, Jake identified this woman as Svara, one of the three Enforcers chosen to execute him.
"DIE! "
Chinen leapt at him with leopard-like explosiveness, a long knife drawn out of nowhere in his hand. He had probably picked it up during the second ambusher's diversion.
Jake stood calmly on guard, raising his machete at the knife as if he knew exactly where the attack would land.
"Shrrrriii!"
To his surprise, the crude iron knife didn't snap immediately against his Wormak Machete. Instead, he noticed a slight indentation half an inch deep on his own blade.
