Price for Freedom

Kali jumps out of the way of the whirlwind coming to her while dodging and shielding from various attacks. Backing and jumping, she finds herself being brought back to slaves. Just as when she is about to jump out of the way a girl tripped to her side. 

A memory had jogged to her.

'Sister!' A girl's image overlapped.

*SHIIIIIIIIIIIING

Unconsciously Kali moves her body to protect the little girl on the ground. The little girl's mother jumped and hugged her as Kali stood in front and switched weapons to the ogre's butcher knife. 

Using it as a cover, she holds it against the violent twirling wind. A sharp high pitch sound produced as the wind her weapon met. 

*Crack

"Shit." she cursed though her strength allows her to maintain her footing, her weapon is just level F.

*Crack crack