Chapter 162: I am not Naomi
A rumbling earthquake shook the entire village, attracting everyone out of their respective houses. They all gathered, whispering and murmuring in hushed voices, forming a circle around what looked like a blistering wisp of white smoke emanating from the ground, upwards to the sky.
Suddenly, they all stepped back in horror seeing three people standing there in place of the earthquake source staring back at them in horror.
"Well, Sh*t." Daniel swore, feeling several pairs of eyes on them.
"That b*tch did this on purpose." Hakura cursed, fist squeezed tightly as one boldly inched towards them, nose flared up as she inhaled their scents.
She turned to the others who were standing behind her, wanting to know who these people were after a while.
"Intru- dahhhs." Her voice was deep and croaky, but before she could say any other word, Hakura swiftly slashed her dagger against her neck, and the Kitsune choked, grabbing onto her bloodied neck as she dropped to the floor.
The Kitsunes around finally stared at them with bloodlust and anger in their eyes.
"Run! Now!" She yelled, and the three sprang from their spots, rushing forward, panting hard as their paced increased, hearing the loud footsteps of over a hundred different elemental species of Kitsunes chasing them.
With each leg they kicked forward, their foot landing firmly on the ground quickly followed by the other, their hearts pounded in the same fervor and speed.
Boom!
The three were lifted up from their feet, onto the air for a few seconds from the blast, grunting and groaning in pain as they dropped hard on the ground, rolling a few distance before they stopped, wincing as they got up.