sheik grapple

“Wait!” Leaf cried. Tears welled in her eyes. “Wait! Sheik, please, it’s me.”

Sheik hesitated, for little more than a second, but that was all the time the creature needed. It struck back with an elbow, pushed the blade away from its throat, and in one fluid movement flipped behind Sheik slammed her to the ground, got its hands beneath her chin and began to pull up.

The creature had knowledge of hand-to-hand combat, but it did not seem skilled beyond the surface. The downside, though, was it was certainly strong enough to pull Sheik’s head from her body. But, without her arms locked as well, and with the dexterity given to her by her Sheikah training, she struck back. Her dagger lashed out over her head, and the creature cried out in pain, in Leaf’s voice.

With her neck released, Sheik rolled away from the lock and was instantly on her knee. Leaf clutched at her face, her eye was reduced to little more than a bloody gash.

With the charade dropped, the creature had little interest in even pretending like it still felt pain. With nails and teeth bared, it lunged at Sheik. Carelessly, sloppily, it was child’s play for Sheik to slip behind her and get the dagger to its throat again.

And she wouldn’t give it another chance to escape. She closed her eyes and pulled. The body in her arms went limp and fell to the ground as soon as Sheik let go.

Sheik let loose her emotions with a sigh.

- Chapter 40