He Calls Himself Ayse...

Fred lashed out in disbelief, determined to prove that a no-name man wasn't any weaker than him, a boss of the Larquard Posse!

But he couldn't even speak up if he wanted. Fred's face was being assaulted with slaps, not hard enough to rattle him but perfectly strong enough to keep him silent and disrespected. 

*Impossible!*

*Impossible…*

Both LaRee and Fred had the exact same thought. Neither of them would've guessed that Ayse was so uniquely capable. 

There were no longer any black threads on Ayse's hands. Instead, where each hoof landed on Ayse's chest, an "x" of two ohra threads appeared to counter the impact. Those two Xs seemingly teleported all over Ayse's chest without missing a single attack. 

"Come on," Ayse mockingly shouted. "Ready for the next step?" 

Fred couldn't reply, both out of shock and because his face was pelted with slaps.