A WEAK SLAVE
I said, kicking a human hunter in the chin and then knocking him out with a hook.
Yes, you were doing so well you would have been shot if I hadn't shown up at the last minute, Aaron joked. I could hear the teasing in his voice.
“Shut up,” I snorted as I punched another hunter, breaking his nose.
I looked out over the field to see how our friends were doing and saw Psyche, Emma's wolf, fighting three hunters. Emma was one of the strongest warriors, so I had no doubts about her abilities.
She was always the best student in our defense classes.
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