Chapter 12

Rosie and Jemima glared at each other as they flex their muscles. Judging from the way people talk about them, one would think they were two burly females with a man's structure. Right now, what I'm staring at is far different from what people say.

The two ladies were the definitions of the goddess. They are so beautiful that one can easily get jealous, I'm far nothing compared to them. I wasn't even that pretty. I scoffed to myself.

Rosie was a blonde, not just a blonde but a shining blonde. Her skin sparkle in the sun making her look like an angel. She was so tall and had this model-like body, no one would have thought she was a warrior. I'm sure she must have guys falling at her feet. 

Jemima on the other hand wasn't a blonde, she had dark curly hair that brings out her perfectly round brown eyes. She was curvier than rose and a little bit shorter than the rose. Jemima has this killer body that will make guys go crazy.

How can these two goddess be a warri