Chương 61: Samurai Sword

Taku groggily opened his eyes. His body swayed and an odd pressure jabbed into his stomach. He squinted, attempting to ward off the strong winds pelting his face and noticed he was being carried. The feeling in his stomach was someone's shoulder which he had been thrown over. The powerful breeze washed away any traces of sleep left on his body, sobering him up instantly.

"What the fu-" Before Taku could finish, a feminine voice cut him off.

"Don't whine like a bitch. I just saved your ass." He could tell what his current position was, and thousands of questions plagued his mind. He had no idea where to start and before he got the chance, his body jerked forward. They had come to a halt