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“Asuma! Look out behind you!” Fumiko screamed, pointing momentarily and running as soon as she could. Looming behind him was a mountain of a man, a giant sword gleaming in his hands. He turned as the large man readied his sword; he would never react in time. “Don’t you touch him!!” she screeched, flying into the air and jumping at the ogres face. He swatted her away with a flick of his wrist and she flew through the air, slamming her back roughly against a tree. She watched as Asuma gained a footing and attempted to defend against the brutes’ blows. In her momentary distraction a dozen men swarmed her, all brandishing a unique weapon. She yowled and stood up furiously. “Get the hell OUT OF MY WAY!!” she screamed throwing out her hands and baring her claws that gleamed a crimson stained red.
The attackers persisted, and she surged forward. She bared her fangs and punched an attacker in the face, knocking him onto the ground. She turned around using her momentum and grabbed another man’s head, turning it sharply and breaking his neck. Another man bashed the side of her head roughly with a club. She swore and reached down picking up the previous man’s arm blade quickly. She strapped it to her arm and quickly chopped her enemies to pieces. “Asuma!!” she screamed, running as fast as she could manage as she watched her friend struggle to fight off the constant onslaught of blows that seemed to be impossibly fast for something that large. She unstrapped and threw the arm blade to the ground, not even pausing to glance at what she was doing.
A mighty clang rang out and Asuma’s sword was knocked from his hands and flew to the dirt with a thud. The giant laughed with a deep raspy voice, mocking his helplessness. Asuma quickly pulled out his bow as Fumiko only had 200 meters left to cover. The man chuckled at him and slapped it out of his hands before he could even reach his quiver. With a growl of frustration, adrenaline swept trough her panic filled body and she gained a boost of superhuman speed, crossing a hundred meters in seconds. The mighty man raised up his sword with a swaggering confidence; Fumiko’s feet practically flying off the earth as a sudden wave of frightened tears poured out of the corners of her eyes. Asuma backed up a step, but did not flee. The man moved the hulking sword straight forward with a twitch of his huge muscles.
“NO!!” Fumiko screamed, watching in horror and skidding to a frightened awe struck stop as she saw a cascade of bright crimson rush up into the air and fall back to the ground with a gut wrenching splatter. Asuma turned to her with a smile, blood dripping out of the corners of his mouth as the sword was pulled smoothly out of his torso. He moved his lips soundlessly in an effort to convey his feelings. She saw exactly what he said.