"KAL!" Yanarym scream at the top of her lungs.
When she thought that a heavy fist would land on her face a gust of wind blew her hair. It almost carried her off of her feet. Eyes wide, she turned her head to look at the person that flew meters away from her.
The man that was about to punch her made cracks in the wall where he landed. She turned at the kid and she was holding Yanarym's cloak tightly while she was in front of her. As if she was trying to protect Yanarym from that attack.
The kid was trembling, she had her eyes closed tight.
'When did she stand up?' Yanarym was surprised.
Another gust of wind passed through Yanarym, and her attention shifted to Khaleel who assailed the man that was lying unconscious on the floor.
