*Whoosh*

Before the Floran at the right could react he was in the hand by a spear coming seemingly from nowhere.

He unconsciously lowered the shotgun as he felt the pain in the hand.

It was in this moment that Nuru jumped out from her hiding spot and lunged at the Floran.

*Bam*

"Argh." The Floran groaned in pain as Nuru's left fist connected to his stomach.

Nuru swiftly used her other hand to grip at the Floran's neck and lifted him.

*Bang*

*Puchi*

Oktar tried to take a shot but he failed to hit Nuru that used the Floran as a shield.

She retrieved the spear in the ground with her left hand.

With the spear in one hand and the bleeding Floran in her other hand, she charged toward Oktar.

"Shit!" Oktar cursed as he tried without success to find a clear aim at Nuru that was charging at him with full speed while making him unable to fire because the Floran that was being used as a shield was a close comrade of his.

Nuru was just three meters from Oktar when she felt something coming from behind.

She threw her Floran shield at Oktar and stepped to the side.

*Whoosh*

An axe went pass by her face just a few centimeters away.

She turned her body and used the centripetal force to throw the spear in her hand toward the Floran that had just tried to hit her with the throwing axe.

*Swish*

*Puchi*

The Floran spat a mouthful of blood as he was sent backwards by the strength behind the spear that had just pierced him at the chest.

Without glancing back, Nuru launched herself at Oktar that only now able to stand up once again after being thrown in the ground by the Floran that Nuru that thrown at him.

Oktar dropped his gun and swiftly took his pistol and dagger.

*Bang*

Oktar tried to take a shot at point blank, but Nuru had already went to side the moment he took out the pistol and thus she easily dodged the first shot.

*Whoosh*

Moving his head to the side, Oktar was able to dodge the incoming punch that Nuru had thrown.

*Bam*

He was able to evade the first punch, but not the second one.

Nuru's fist sent Oktar a few steps backward and she tried to follow with another attack.

*Bang*

She had to stop in the middle of her tracks and twist her body to the side, making the bullet scratch Nuru's arm.

Oktar forced his feet on the ground to stop his body from moving and lifted his pistol once again at Nuru.

*Bang*

The bullet almost went through her head. She moved her head to the side in the last moment when she looked at the gun's muzzle and predicted trajectory of the bullet.

She bent her knees and sprang toward Oktar once again.

*Whoosh*

He tried to cut her with the dagger, but she easily caught his arm in the wrist.

"Urgh..." He groaned in pain as he felt Nuru twisting his wrist, forcing him to drop the dagger on the ground.

Without the chance to anything he was forcedly lifted from the ground.

*Bam*

"*Gasp*..." The whole air in his lungs were expelled as he was thrown in the ground by Nuru's shoulder throw.

In a simple and crude motion, Nuru gave a fast and strong chop with her hand at Oktar's nape, making him fall unconscious.

"Done..." Nuru gave a sight of relief and relaxed her tired body.

She looked at her handy work, the destroyed battlefield that her fight with Oktar and his crew had left behind.

Now that everything went quiet once again, she was able to still hear the faint roars and other sounds coming from distance.

The whole swamp looked so eeriely calm and silent around the place she was standing.

"Huh?" Nuru glanced at a certain direction after she heard a low noise, and her nose caught a strange scent coming that location. She frowned for a split second before casually smiling and spoke, "Why don't you show yourself, human..."

With the sound of rustling grass and splashing water, John emerged from behind a bunch of trees and bushes. "You senses are more accurate then I thought." He spoke.

In his hands were the pistol and dagger. His body was still covered most in bandages from that he didn't had the time to take off, and his clothes were filled with rips and tears. Even his breast armor had some dents and scratches. The only piece that was left mostly untouched was his helmet.

"I can feel that you want to get rid of me..." Nuru kept the calm smile on her face even after sensing John's intentions. From his guarded stance, his tight grip on his weapons and the sharp glare that he was sending on her direction.

"Nothing personal..." John lifted his white pistol, MX801S, high enough to keep the muzzle right at Nuru head's height. "...I just need to win this contest." He calmly spoke.

"Wow." Nuru exclaimed amusedly. "Looksss like the eldersss were right. Humansss really are deviousss and honorless creaturesss. You waited until I got tired and weaponless to appear."

"We are not honorless." John said, "It's the circumstances that forced me to act this way. You're way too strong for me to defeat in a fair fight, and I really, really need the prize, so.... I'm sorry, but I can't lose time fighting with you."

"You think you can defeat me...?" Nuru immediately squinted her eyes after she heard John. Her eyes glowed with fierceness while the smile on her face widened. "I'm sssomewhat tired after fighting ssso much at a ssshort ssspan of time, but I ssstill have enough ssstrength to put you down." Her whole body started to emanated a strong fighting intent as she finished speaking, "I have won variousss Huntsss, so I don't really care about the prize or the fame of winning. I only come here to fight even ssstronger opponentsss and prevail over them asss the ssstronger warrior. I won't lossse, not againssst you that aren't even a warrior."