Novel & Cerita Yûna Taira

He had taught her those words. "The warrior's creed," The commander nodded, "I presume your preferred weapon is that sling?" "Yes, sir," Ejima said. She had locked gaze with Uche and the smirk that lined his eyes was obvious. But there was nothing he could do now. "You have only one chance," The Commander was saying but Ejima shook her head in protest. "I will hit that target five times, and if I miss any, let me be disqualified." The murmurs that roused through the crowd was one Ejima had not heard in a long time. For the first time, the people did not rebuke her or drop any destructive comments. If she was not mistaken, she thought she saw admiration in some of their faces.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

She turned to her friends. "Girl, you look dope!" It was Tara John. Short for Omotara John. The sexiest super bikini model and actress in the city. Tara was twenty two years old. More like the youngest among her group of friends but the one with the smartest tongue and biggest gut. Tara was fearless and the kind of model who loves to live her life as she deems fit without looking at snide comments from haters.

Chant looked at me, and smiled also lowering his head, I did the same. "Taira, come meet April." Chant called. A girl who looked maybe 15 gently walked up to us. Her eyes glued to Chant."This is Taira, my mate, and soon to be Luna." As soon as Taira latched on to chants arm, she bowed her head in respect towards Asher and I."Taira." I smiled her eyes snapped towards me...