More tribal warriors, adorned with bone and feather ornaments, emerged from the shadows and started to shoot arrows in their direction.
Evan's team, clad in metallic gear, raised their arms to shield against the barrage of arrows. The warriors struck with wild, powerful thrusts, their spears aimed at vulnerable spots. Evan deflected a spear with his arm shield and countered with a swift punch, sending a warrior sprawling.
Suri moved with fluid precision, her kicks precise and powerful. She landed a high kick on a tribal warrior in the chest, making him stumble. Another warrior swung a spear in a wide arc, but Suri dodged with a nimble sidestep, countering with a sharp jab.
The tribals fought with fierce resilience, ducking and weaving, evading punches and kicks with agile footwork. One grabbed a fallen spear and swung it in a wide, dangerous arc, narrowly missing Evan's head. Anticipating the move, Evan blocked the spear with his shielded arm and retaliated with a powerful kick to the warrior's side.
Each clash was intense, tribal warriors grunted with effort, their strikes marked by raw, unrefined power.
They grappled like fighters trying to pin down the opponents in a brutal UFC match, with close-quarter combat and relentless exchanges. Evan's team used their strength and advanced gear to their advantage, their responses a blend of strategic defense and powerful counterattacks.
A tribal warrior lunged at Big Mac with a spear, but now freed from his trap, Big Mac used his bulky body to push the warrior away before delivering a crushing blow with his fists. Seeing their comrades fall, the remaining warriors became increasingly desperate. They fought with a primal intensity, their shouts and guttural cries echoing through the forest.
Eventually, Evan's team subdued the last of the tribal attackers and the fight ended, leaving the area littered with fallen weapons and exhausted fighters.
The battle was a frenetic dance of violence, with the forest around them becoming a stage for their struggle. The tribal's cries and roars grew more frantic as they faced the relentless onslaught from Evan and his team. Each movement was a blend of calculated strikes and desperate parries, leaving the forest floor littered with fallen foes and broken weapons.
As the last tribal warrior fell, the forest slipped back into its eerie silence. The team, battered but victorious, took a moment to catch their breath. Only the distant calls of wildlife and the fighter's heavy breathing broke the stillness.
Evan wiped the sweat from his brow and surveyed the scene. "We're clear," he said, his voice steady despite the intensity of the battle. "Let's secure the area and continue with the mission."
Her expression became uncanny for a moment as she watched the peaceful community.
Hearing this, Evan glanced at Suri with a crooked smile, "What would you do if I said that I am going to enslave them and kill those who resist?"
Suri's eyes widened and blood drained her face for a moment.
Gasping heavily, she shook her head with a resolute expression and said firmly, "I am sorry, Evan. I can't let this happen."
"I am ready to fight with you against the world, but only if we are fighting against bad ones or those who pose a threat to your life. Killing innocent people and those who aren't even related to us or don't pose any danger to us —is just too much."
"So what?" Evan asked, his gaze darkening as he stared Suri in the eyes. "Are you gonna stop me if I want to kill them?"
"Yes, I will," saying this, Suri braced herself for what was to come.
Behind them, the bodyguards who had overheard all the conversation were shaken, wondering—now what?
They observed their boss and Suri eyeing each other like predators.
'What the hell is going on?'
'Do we have to fight Miss Suri?'
'Damn! It won't be easy, will it?'