168 Try me
They were small fry and the chance of severe harm was minimal. If anything, the danger originated from Kyo rather than the trio of ruffians he had punted her into.
"Uh, wha- Kyo?", Yuya called as she backed away from toothless sneers.
"Ooh, 'ello there missy."
"All alone there?"
"She purtty".
Sighing at highly unimaginative jeers, and making a mental note to kick Kyo, Yuya prepared to beat the living daylights out of three sleazeballs.
Except what would have been a quick skirmish turned into an infuriating game of enduring a turbulent chi that was playing all combatants like puppets.
