Although you are quite convinced you'll die, you run at the leader looking girl. You jump from the table. When you hit the ground you roll to avoid being hurt. You run behind her foot, and jump onto her leg. You bite as hard as you can. "Ack!" She yelps. She looks at her foot, but doesn't notice you running to her other foot. You look at Sasha as you run, she has her arms over her face and her eyes shut tight, doing what she can to defend herself. You grab onto the leader's other leg and bite again.
"Whaa!" The other girls turn and look at what she's yelling about. They forget Sasha. One girl turns back to Sasha, and is met by a left hook. "Guhh!" She groans. The other girls turn to continue beating Sasha. Sasha manages to evade their punches, punching each girl down one at a time. You back up and watch in awe. Sasha is a lot tougher than she looks, definitely someone you don't wanna piss off. Sasha floors the group without them landing another hit on her. "Shit." You say, impressed. Sasha looks at you, she looks pretty messed up. The girls did some damage before she got a chance. She smiles at your one word comment. She picks you up and puts you back in her pocket. Eventually you are pulled out, and you are right in front of her locker. "Thanks for the help. Your so small, but you still protected me."
"Um, thanks." You say. "One thing though." You continue. "You were awesome! Where did you learn to fight like that?" "I dunno." Sasha replies. "I guess I'm just tough." She says with a little grin. "Cool." You say. "Right, umm, where to now?"
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