“Miss?”
“Old woman?”
Both Mir and Vinasaka screamed out at the same time as if they could believe it to be anyone else but her.
“Let this older sister handle this okay?” she seemed to sound really cocky but somewhere it assured both the boys though Vinasaka still corrected her, “Old woman* actually” too slowly to even reach her ears he thought. And there it was, the old-woman-punch right on top of Vinasaka’s head. He was pretty used to it by now to be honest and it wasn't like Mir didn't enjoy it either.
Even if it was quite reassuring to find that their saviour was not actually their enemy, they couldn’t just sit back and let a girl get beaten up on their behalf. As if a sudden of responsibility shone upon them and before they said another word, the woman found the two boys standing guard before her.
“Don’t worry sis! They are as well as dead meat, we can’t possibly let a woman beat us to it!”