The moment Scarlet screamed Jakon turned right.
Just in time.
Toward a scarlet and black blur. One lunging from behind another craggy boulder. His heart jumped even faster. His neck and chest so bare.
Despite his jerkin. It wasn’t armor. Not by far.
Too much like another ambush by his mom.
One he’d learned to survive.
Almost.
Jakon didn’t stumble back. That wouldn’t give him time.
Not without throwing off his balance.
Time slowed down. Drastically.
The small-chested scarlet fox was crumbled and dying by one boulder beside Jakon. Her gasps and moans only roiled his blood more.
No dodging to that side.
The fox warrior was dead a couple paces to his other side. No dodging in that direction either.
Time for another death.
Another scarlet fox girl. A truly busty beautiful one. Even when she was snarling. Lunging at him.
With fiery claw extenders. Slashing toward his neck.
Behind her several paces of space. For her to retreat. If needed. No. When needed. Before a large craggy boulder.
No. A wall of boulders.
Jakon stepped back. Carefully. Slowly. His speed. So slow.
But training made him fast enough.
Just enough.
And clang!
Blocked her slash.
Absorbing some of the flames. Giving him another much-needed boost. Speeding up time. But only for him.
Clang.
Clang.
Clang.
More strikes. More blocks. Less and less flame on her claws. More absorbed by his sword.
His heart thumped even harder each and every time. His breathe even more strained. Like his body was being forged by the sword itself. Each time it absorbed more magic.
The busty fox girl was pushing him back. More and more.
Her claws getting closer and closer to his neck. His chest.
He needed to turn this around.
And quickly.
Time to pull a trick from his dime dreadfuls.
“You’re almost too sexy to slay,” Jakon said, “Almost.”
The busty fox girl leapt back, and huffed, but with a pleased smirk?
“Right back at you,” the busty fox girl said, but how much she meant it … even a breeze of her fox scent wasn’t that bad.
If she hadn’t helped attack his home …
A purple flash. Right by his head.
Zipped to the fox girl’s big lovely green eye. Enough to ache his heart stupid when—
Clang.
Deflected?
“Nice try,” the busty fox girl said, “Ruby Ripclaw.”
“I’m Scarlet now. Scarlet Death. Your death.”
“Whatever,” the busty fox girl said, “I’m Saphira Sultrytail. You?”
“Jakon Dawdora.”
“Dawdora …” Saphira said, and snarled. “My sisters! Your clan used them as materials and—”
“No! No! No!” a pair of girls said, from his card deck?
Saphira gasped. “Impossible they …”
An arrow sprouted from her chest. She gasped.
“Damn you, Ruby,” Saphira said, her knees trembling but … oh crap.
She yanked the arrow from her chest. Only a little blood was on the tip.
Her breasts actually caught it? Protected her?
She even smirked. “Another perk of having big breasts.”
Clang!
Saphira deflected another arrow from Scarlet.
“Scarlet!” Jakon said, “Wait a moment. Saphira, let me card you. Then you and your sisters—”
“Give me back my sisters,” Saphira said, “and … no. The Dragon Lords would slay us all, my whole clan, if I surrendered so easily. … sorry Jakon. I—”
“Understand,” he said, and lunged.
Full power. His breathe had returned. His power. Even stronger.
Her claw extenders clashed. Tried to catch his blade. Deflect it.
But shattered?
Her shock. Almost as great as his own.
His blade plunged right through her chest. Her big breasts no protection this time.
She coughed up blood.
“Don’t resist the carding,” he said, and slipped out an empty card.
She grimaced. “I won’t. You win.”
The card transformed into a dagger. A dagger he plunged into her.
The next moment— PUFF! A scarlet cloud of smoke. Smelling of her gentle fox scent. Then she was gone. Now one of his new monster cards.
A card he quickly slipped back into his deck.
Scarlet tsked. “Carding every big breasted beauty now?”
“Scarlet, I …” Jakon said.
“Snag this last vixen without me then,” Scarlet said.
Oh no—PUFF!