Elsewhere, Ayane and Kerim were having a fierce duel. Ayane really likes to duel more than her opponent plays mob.
Kerim found an iron pipe the size of an adult's arm. Kerim swung the metal pipe with emotion at Ayane's body.
So far, Ayane had managed to dodge pretty well.
Kerim doesn't give up that easily. He kept trying to hit Ayane until he finally succeeded.
The iron pipe hit Ayane's shoulder and knocked Ayane's body to the ground.
Kerim smiled and put his foot on Ayane's stomach. His smile holds many mysteries.
"Do you have any last words, Miss?" asked Kerim, with an eerie grin.
Ayane stared at the man tensely. His eyes
widened when he saw the iron pipe in Kerim's grip.
Ayane closed her eyes and covered her head with folded arms, she thought that Kerim would target Ayane's head. However ....
Tub!! Bugh!! Prak!!
The loud sound broke the silence of the night in this container port.
