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[b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem [/color]& [color=ed145b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/color][/b]

Yang continued the pounding on the Kikimora methodically, the two continuously struggling against each other to gain a favorable position. Her experience giving her the larger advantage as she ensured the latter was always under her, it would've ended there and there if she had a long time.

Alas, perhaps desperate or deliberate, the Kikimora managed to strike her right on the temple with the arnis stick hard enough that Yang briefly was stunned. That singular moment gave her opponent to threw her off and disengaged quickly, Yang similarly took distance as she had the disadvantage in terms of range.

Taking a few breaths to steady herself, she took a defensive stance and kept at a distance where she can lunge forward but just far away to avoid her weapon. The multiple bruises slowly formed over the places she was struck, it certainly wasn't vital but it's still painful. 

Then she felt and heard some clumsy yet steady footsteps, the urge to turn around came but she dare not take her eyes off the Kikimora and continued her stare down.

The Kikimora, however, turned and seemed panicked in her action. So much so that she was forced to throw her stick towards whatever was approaching.

Yang saw an opportune moment given to her. With a wordless yell, her body sprung forward like a tiger. Dirt trailed behind her foot and an imprint of her feet left behind, the wind whipped past her head and with a twist of her hip. Her legs rocket forward and Yang lashed out with a sidekick right into the Kikimora guts.

Ditzy meanwhile, continued his dash onwards, unaware of the incoming stick towards him.

From afar, Ditzy heard something snapped at the side as he caught something at the corner of his eyes but hearing the familiar sound of Freyr had him continued forward.

Soon, he reached the cart and quickly scrambled to the top before reaching Nero.

"Ditzy will carry!" Ditzy grinned as both of his arm stretched forward, lifted Nero upwards and above Ditzy head like a sack of potato. For Ditzy strength, Nero weight might as well be one as the latter was easily carried by him as Ditzy then jumped off the cart and run straight back to Freyr.