– Blood! You're bleeding! – he yelled, staring at the stunned big man.
He was already getting up, pressing his hands to his broken face and looking unkindly towards the fighters.
– Shut up! “He slapped the screamer on the back of the head, and he choked on his next tirade.
Before I decided to do anything, the northern woman scattered the trio, but it wasn’t easy for her. She was breathing heavily and taking care of her left side, and the Big Man, crimson with rage, was already approaching her. The others also pulled themselves up, wincing and rubbing their bruised areas. It would seem that it was time to escape while there was still at least some chance, but the northern woman did not even think about making a move.
– Where is my backpack, pregnant penguins! – she went on the offensive.
The girl was confident in herself and did not seem to be at all afraid of this pack!
The bully made a sign, stopping his henchmen, and asked arrogantly:
– Do you even know who I am?
– Unfortunately. – The girl winced in disgust. “You’re a thief, an idiot, and a bad fighter.” Shame on your father, in general. It will be a miracle if he doesn’t drown in shame when he finds out who your mother’s womb gave birth to.
Well, the stranger really knew how to infuriate.
– How dare you! – Tuffnut hissed, but instead of attacking, on the contrary, he began to retreat.
His comrades did the same, as if they knew in advance what was about to happen. It's clear as day that something is wrong!
– No no! Mika, don't! – Splinter squeaked, but the thug, whose broken nose was dripping blood directly onto his expensive jacket, grabbed him by the scruff of the neck with one hand and dragged him to the wall of the building.
Bathmore did the same, pulling me back into the gig.
– Where, you fool! Sit! – he hissed.
– But…
– Quiet!
The bully extended his hand, fingers spread, and shouted just one word. The ether tensed, and the next moment lightning struck from the sky, deafening with a dry crack and blinding. I screamed, covering myself with my bag, but even through tightly clenched eyelids I saw lightning strike one after another, all over the street and the walls of the houses!
Above us, the absorber shield hummed strainedly, which by some miracle managed to deploy Batmore. The driver himself, no longer embarrassed, hissed dirty curses through his teeth, interspersing them with prayers to the Mother of All That Is. And it seems that she heard him, because the shield withstood the blow. When it was all over and I risked opening my eyes, the girl was lying on the pavement again. The magical firefly was destroyed when lightning struck the area. The windows went out in the houses whose residents were disturbed by unexpected disputes between the nobility.