kulanah

"you ain't got the stones to kill me , dizzy wench ." as if seized by a strange inner force , brayan suddenly heard himself taunting her . finding his challenge irresistible , kulanah still grinning , immediately feinted a move for the knife to distract loabe , but instead kicked at him in his groin .

brayan , sensing the attack , flipped backwards into somersault , avoiding her kick , landing lightly on his feet . she spun forward in a circle , throwing wheel kicks at him , first spinning left and then right .

loabe , escaping her feet , dropped to the floor and in mimicry of her attacks swept low circles at her , right and then left , trying to take her legs out from under her . kulanah pulled each extended foot back from loabe's sweeps , one at a time , balancing in turn on one leg and then the other , moving like a stork in water .

as he rose from the floor , her long arms arced outwards towards him like a great winged bird as she swung her upper limbs at him like whips , striking at him with the bony parts of her forearms where wrist joins hand , fingers turned down .

brayan ducked beneath the whips , bending from the beltline and weaving to his right . he used his momentum to reach lower , scooping up her lead leg in his arms , throwing her backwards .

extending her arms overhead and behind her , she braced her hands on the floor and kicked loabe in his chest with her free leg.

the force of her kick sent him reeling backwards , smacking him into the wall . she raced into the kitchen area and grabbed the knife and cutting board . loabe was out of the door before the cutting board she threw at him like a wooden frisbee , crashed into the wall , embedding itself exactly where he had stood only a moment before .

kulanah rushed out after him , knife blade gleaming in sunlight . her long sinewy legs carried her forward at blazing speed . in a sprint she felt that she held the advantage , but she knew that the distances belonged to loabe .

she raced after him as fast as her legs could carry , trying to close the gap before he got too far ahead . reveling in her strength , it was her turn to again taunt loabe , " run , you pussy...look at the 'great warrior' run like a little girl !"

the thin cotton cloth around her waist--the only thing she wore-- flew like a flag in the wind and her large breasts leaped up and down as she chased him along the grassy path , towards the woods near the stream . she knew that once he reached the woods there would be no hope of finding him . when in his element , he was too good at blending in .

as they neared the maple groves about a quarter mile from her lodge , she saw her chance for victory slipping away . sprinting that distance full out had taken a significant edge off her energy reserves . the longer they ran , the more the advantage slipped away from her . for an american blackman , loabe's ability at running sprints was less than average . it was at distances that he excelled .

as her taunts ceased , he could hear her breathing grow more labored , yet her pace did not decrease and she showed no other signs of fatigue . only a few feet more and the thicker parts of the woods would arrive . loabe was already planning how he would carry out his ambush when the knife "wooshed" past his head and buried itself into tree bark .

as he immediately changed directions , she gritted her teeth and her legs exploded towards the tree . now the race was for the knife .

reaching the target before her , he snatched the blade from its nest . she flung herself through the air crashing into him like a line backer as they both fell to the ground struggling for the knife . she slipped her hands into figure four position trying to use leverage to disarm him , but it was her teeth on the flesh of his hand that made him let go .

holding on to her , he rolled in the opposite direction before she could grab the knife , using his momentum to pull her away from the disembodied weapon . in frustration she growled , showing her teeth like an animal . she head butted him across his nose , sending blood trickling down his face .

as a follow up she slipped her hips towards his shoulders , shooting one of her legs across his neck and chest but her other leg missed and ended under his shoulders and upper back instead of at his neck .

still , she locked her ankles together , braced against the side of his neck as she grabbed his wrist and leaned her upper body weight backwards . her weight, straightening his trapped and overextended elbow in a grappler's partial head scissors and arm lock .

breathing heavily through closed teeth , she once again taunted , "you are not worthy of this mission . and you'll never be worthy of impregnating someone like me ."

he kept his dropped chin pressed tightly to his chest to protect his neck . he braced his weight on the elbow of his free arm . turning his body to relieve pressure on the captured elbow , he grabbed the toes of her top foot and bending them backwards , using all his strength , pried her feet loose.

drawing his legs up towards his chest he used his free arm and legs in concert to trap her upper leg and then using his shoulder blade , pinned the shin of her lower leg to the ground while pulling upwards on her foot in a makeshift submission hold , hyperextending and placing tremendous pressure on the joint of her ankle .

his own arm was still trapped as she attempted to overextend his elbow , but her leverage was now greatly reduced by him having pried her feet apart .

she immediately shifted the joint lock by rotating his wrist to its maximum turning point , twisting his hand so that his thumb pointed away from him , pressing downward , placing great pressure on the radioulnar joint of his forearm .



"you will not defeat me !" she screamed through teeth clenched against her own pain .

"you wrestle even worse than you give head " loabe retorted .

"you'll never get anymore you limp bastard... i'll feed your eyes to my cats "

"what a touching moment...catch you two sharing quality time ?" the sumanguru's interrupting voice , rasped against the wind .

instantly , brayan and kulanah stopped struggling against each other , and leaped to their feet .

until today , until she went to the knife , their own battles had normally been a type of wild foreplay between them , a very rough game between highly competitive sexual partners and forced allies who needed each other , but often did not necessarily like each other .

with them it was more of a love / hate relationship . most times he loved irritating her , more often than not , she truly hated him . circumstances had made them more than strange bedfellows , she had been entrusted with sole responsibility for a crucial portion of his mystic training .

that she thought him an almost complete idiot and clown meant nothing to the grandmasters . in their wisdom and knowledge of human beings , they must have sensed that the chemistry and natural antagonism between them would fuel each other on to even greater heights than either could achieve alone .

feeling herself , through bloodline and her accomplishments , to be more worthy than he to be selected for the epic mission that was literally dropped into the lap of a reluctant loabe , she could not help but attempt to show up his inadequacies at every turn .

having to train loabe in her own areas of expertise was to her , an insult , but deep inside she knew her enormous competitive ego was perhaps her own worst enemy .

sumanguru was different . he loved no one , refused to care for anyone and held a special disdain that included himself and every living thing .

hate and envy were his emotional core . he hated existence itself . he hated that his many failed lives on the earths had doomed him to untold rebirths in half animal / half human status .
although he knew that all he need do to end his suffering , was make amends for previous wrongs and honestly pledge to sin no more --he could not . it was a thing his ego would not permit .

he hated that "lesser beings" were accorded equal regard and consideration as him . he hated that he was punished for his countless transgressions . he hated that he was required to atone for his crimes against himself . he hated that he was trapped for eternities within a prison of his own making .

he hated that he knew that his status could not change until he changed . he hated that his hatred was too powerful to permit him to change . he hated that his own ego was his ultimate punisher.

he hated anyone and anything that reminded him of his self imposed captivity .

he hated loabe and the 'stupidity' of his mission . he hated kulanah because of her envy for loabe when she obviously should have been instead , envious of him .

he hated anything that reminded him of the failures of his own weakness including ultimately , himself . and everything he hated , he knew that it was his mission to destroy .