"I won't go with you. My mom told me not to go with strangers. She'll be really mad if I do."
The masked woman tilted her head slightly. The fabric of her tight ninja suit shifted with the movement, hugging the full curves of her breasts and the flare of her hips. Her eyes narrowed behind the mask.
"As you wish," she said, her voice low and calm.
Then she moved.
It was almost too fast for the eye to follow.
One moment she stood still, the next she exploded forward in a blur of black fabric and wooden blades.
The ground beneath her feet cracked slightly from the force of her push-off.
Leaves swirled in her wake. The air itself seemed to part around her body as she closed the distance in less than a second.
Lor's eyes tracked every detail.
The way her powerful thighs tensed.
The slight shift of her shoulders as she raised the right-hand sword.
