Nervous | Aonung

.XVI

The crowd shifted, making it clear that Fugjo pointed at me. Quojo motions for me to come forward, I stand next to her; posture straight, scowl adorned and weapon in hand. I wasn't going to let her down.

"Ka'nu?" Quojo asks, pointing to me.

"Yes," Fugjo smirks.

"She is not a luftëtare yet," Quojo realises.

When Fugjo picked me I was scared, I'm the least experienced fighter of the luftëtare. In fact I'm not even a luftëtare.

"So, I have many aspiring Mashkull that are not yet warriors," Fugjo shrugs.

"Let us pick then," Quojo steps forward, looking at the Mashkull.

I ran my eyes over each Mashkull, studying their builds and potential weaknesses if I fight them.

"Aonung," Quojo picks.

What

I didn't even realise Aonung was here, I knew he was becoming a Mashkull but I didn't realise he was here.

"Good choice," Fugjo smiles as Aonung walks out with him and Quojo walks back to me.

"Rules?" Quojo asks.

"Weapons allowed," Fugjo requests.

"Doesn't finish until Aonung taps out," Quojo demands.

"That is if Ka'nu doesn't tap out first," Fugjo fires back.

"She won't," Quojo spits. "5 minutes, then we start!"

I smile at her before turning back to Aonung. We made eye contact and his shoulders tensed. He looked behind me then back, as if he didn't want to see me.

"I'm sorry," Aonung mouths before being dragged into a circle by Fugjo.

Yuki grabs my arm pulling me into a circle with the luftëtare.

"Ka'nu you are an incredible warrior, strong and smart," Quojo motivates.

"Aonung doesn't think with his head, use that against him," Yuki suggests.

"He's stronger, but your faster," Quojo explains.

"What weapons are you choosing?" One of the luftëtare asks.

"Knife and spear," I point to the knife hidden in my spear gear and tap my spear twice on the ground.

"Perfect, your very skilled with you spear," Quojo compliments before grabbing onto my shoulders making me face her. "You can do this, I've seen you fight and your agile, fast, strong and smart. Don't give up!"

"Hoorah!" Yuki yells.

"Hoorah!" We all yell.

Breaking form the circle we walk towards one of the sparing rocks. Quojo stands with me as we wait for the Mashkull.

"Use your feminine charm to distract him,"Quojo whispers in my ear.

I smirk, knowing exactly how to distract Aonung. All it takes is a little teasing.

The Mashkulls break away, walking towards us. Aonung was holding his spear with his head held high. I don't know what the Mashkull said to him but it certainly changed his aura.

"Gukos; on, or off?" Fugjo asks.

"Off," Quojo declares taking off my goku .

Holy shit

"He won't hurt you," Quojo whispers in my ear.

Fugjo takes off Aonungs goku, throwing it to the side. He whisper something in Aonungs ear before stepping back with the rest of the Mashkull.