I hated the way I was looked down upon by Luke. I was of more value in a fight, so why did he have to always try to protect me? I hated it. Was it just because he thought I was a frail little girl? Well if thats what he thought, he was very wrong.
" Natsa, don't do it! You could get hurt!" Luke said as he stepped up to me. The guild was in the midst of another fight, so of coarse I was going to join in. Practice makes perfect as Gramps says.
" I can take care of myself." I snarled back at him. He stepped away from me and I jumped head first into the fray. Elfman tried to land a punch, but I connected first and he lay collapsed next to the bar. Heat started to rise from my stomach as I prepared for an attack. I could feel the fire clawing it's self out of my throat.
"Roar of the Fire Dragon!" I shouted, fire erupting out of my mouth. Everybody jumped out of the way except for Graya, who until just moments ago was exchanging blows with Macao, and was now removing her top, revealing a bikini underneath. My fire ended up going straight towards her. Show off. She deserves it. I thought. Graya looked up as the pillar of flame was just feet away from her, coming fast.
" Ice make, shield!" She said, a wall of ice stopping my jet of flame right before it hit her. Damn! So close! I thought.
"What was that for Flame-Brain?!" Graya exclaimed.
"Repeat that, Stripper!" I shot back at her.
"Stop Natsa! Just STOP!" Luke shouted. The whole guild froze. Luke never shouted. Jeez, what's up with him? I thought.
"What is it?" I asked. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?" But I was speaking to air. Luke had already run out of the guild towards his house.