The Timorous Prince Becomes A Fierce Princess

With a long blew of her breath, the slender corners of her lips slowly curved up and her calm and gentle look came back.

'How could I forget? Those useless pieces of trashes! How could I fall on to my knees if I haven't slapped their thick skins yet.' She immediately wore a glare as she stretched her bleeding arm towards her wood sword. Together with her unwavering determination, she tensed her whole body in an offense stance again. But this time, she softly shut her eyes and feel her surroundings.

'I almost forgot that my grandma used to tell me sigbins could turn invisible when they moved backwards.' Her eyes twitched.

Actually that was not her real problem, but sigbin's extreme speed. She might be able to defend herself from those multiple attacks only that monster was a little slower. But it wasn't. It was so fast that her body couldn't even react when the dagger lands on her body.

However…

Her lips made a faint smile on its corners.

'In terms of speed, I would surely lose. However, it doesn't mean that I couldn't sense its movement anymore. Just like water, winds could create turbulent disturbances. Reynold's number… directly proportional with the velocity of the fluid… it means that the higher the speed the higher its possibility to create turbulent flows. Together with vortex shedding, I would use the sheds on my advantage.'

While her blood slowly gushing from her dozen cuts, her eyes was tightly shut. Her ċhėst gently saw in and out as she slowly wet her lips.

Swish! Everything got silent on her ears as her whole body fell into extreme awareness. Without lifting her eyelids above her long eyelashes, it quivered slightly. On that moment, the buzzy gushes of underground mist crept on her ears as clear as a pure water without any sign of ripples; the hisses of the flapping damp leaves above her and the distant crickets of small insects, it all left the pair of her earlobes with such serenity.

Shhk!

Her body tensed even more when she felt something was coming. A faint gush of wind ċȧrėssed her face – it was the vortex' sheds! She couldn't help but to curve the corner of her lips up.

'About sixteen feet per second, ten o'clock.'

D*mn! With just the claps of the wind, she could relatively make an approximation. T

Shhk!

'Thirty degrees west of north.'

Then another on her front and flickered behind her, until multiple rattle resounded. At that moment, Ziro couldn't help but to furrowed her eyebrows and bit her lower lips. Her heartbeat suddenly went racing yet she dove even deeper from her sense as she was swallowed by cold sweats.

Shhk!!!

'From behind!'

A snap of her blanch arm and with her most force, she swept her wooden weapon behind her to fend the next attack as her body briskly turned around.

Crack! She was able to fend the first attack however her organic weapon immediately broke after a dashing slash sheathed on to it. The clock made a milli tick yet sigbin flickered for the second time. 'Tch! Not a chance!'

With a blistering footwork, her toe buoyantly bounced which made her body made an explementary turn. As for that, her hair inevitably danced together with her bloody silver robe swaying along such graceful movement. Accounting for the next attack, she outwardly raised her right elbow and leveled her palm on her flat ċhėst. Tensing her left arm, she was ready to fend the next unhesitant ȧssault.

However…

'Sh*t!'

But she was prepared for that kind of counter. Raging with execration, her palm on her ċhėst harshly grabbed that tiny hand of sigbin before in landed on her cheeks and halted it from its attack. Gritting her teeth together with her clenching jaw, her hand never let go such frail arm instead she tightened her grasp even more expecting sigbin to let go its weapon.

But…

At instant, her eyes went bulge. All her calculations and estimations were indeed correct however, the only thing she forgot was that her body was weaker than any of the frailest lass ever found.

With a loud blast, the inertial momentum which sigbin had carried from its flickering movements was transmitted on to her until she was violently thrown several feet away.

"Bwuah!" Blood spattered out from her mouth as her back crashed beyond several tree roots until she bashed on a sturdy trunk just a pace away from a cliff.

'D*mn your second law, Newton!'