Chapter 142 Yon Vs Axle!
Charmons Kingdom: Right Wing Hallway
Axle Charmons:
Colliding with the man before me as I stop him from trying to assault my brother. Breaking from our little tandem as we part after making contact, with both of us jumping back a little to gather what our next course of actions will be.
Digging into my left pocket as I glare at the freakish Yon, pulling out a red little marble in my hand, catching his interest as his right brow twitches up, Yon says with a curious tone to his voice, what is that red sphere in your hand boy? What are we going to play jacks and marbles. Not uttering a single word as I keep my gaze sharp and steady at the man, bringing my right hand to the small orb, I finally respond back with just one thing to state with a brash seriousness to my tone, I say, no jacks just your downfall.
After making my comment felt, I break the red marble in my hand, in gulfing my hands in a red smoke, surprised at what he's seeing only a tad, Yon says, oh are you doing magic for me? Are you trying to impress me little angry faced child? As the smoke clears from my ready to go fist, now formed on both my hands, two red brass knuckle gauntlets with small flame stamps on each of my knuckles show.
Twisting his once bewildered expression for a moment to a creepy one, inching his mouth up on both sides to form a disgusting smile that would make any court jester shudder, Yon says in a weird and off-putting manner, how adorable you have stylish red knuckle gloves now, how cute! But with those gloves can you handle my weapon boyo?!
Reaching at his right side pulling out what looks to be a spiky whip, Yon charges without a word right as he reveals it. Coming at me with breakneck speed, extending the whip like a professional rodeo Rangler, Yon says, can you stop my whip with your baby gloves?! With his whip coming in hot, not dodging his strike as I would normally do, but instead I grab his spiky whip with my left hand.
Pulling it hard trying to bring him forward so that I can slug him one, surprising me in this moment as his body doesn't move in my favor, instantly vanishing in front of me as my hand still grips the now drooping whip, appearing on my left with his face perked up with a blackened smile on his face, Yon says as he grabs my head with a strong powerful forceful hand, slamming me into the nearby stone wall of the hall with elation, you're going to have to be a little more creative than this little angry faced boy! If you ever want to stop me!
End of Chapter 142