That warrior from Acornhull finally rose though with incredible difficulty.
"Fighting only for glory like in a tournament is different from fighting for the protection of others." Ivan hissed. "You have more motivation because it relates to other people's lives."
Naomi, already a few inches from the door, stopped in her tracks and turned around.
Suddenly Ivan was in front of Naomi and hugged her.
"Heaaah!" The man threw his tribe friend's body far away.
Naomi landed in a wet cotton field, rolling for a few meters. However, she hastily got up even though she staggered.
"Even in such a state, you still lost to Leva." Ivan ran and jumped, delivering the knee attack used by Leva back then.
Naomi rolled on the ground again as soon as the knee hit her chest.
"Please, surrender, Naomi!" Ivan shouted, trying to beat the sound of the rain getting heavier.