THIS is an invasion.
That was on Malakai’s thought as she watched the fight against the warriors of the Amazons and the intruders in the island.
The soils of the training field were littered with people, fighters of both sides.
It was pandemonium. In her years of living in this world, she has never seen such violence.
She looked at the faces of the women. She did not see Julianna. She and the half-blood has been separated when they were ambushed by a group of pirates.
Malakai has not taken a life before but in this situation, her dying was not an option. She hoped to live a very long life with her girlfriend even if she has to die way shorter than Amari’s life span.
She opened the backpack on her shoulder. There were four more throwing knives left and a dozen of four-blade shuri
