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“AAAH!” the lady cries, yet still lugging the delicious smelling bag with her.
Peppa thinks to herself, “Jeez lady, just leave it behind!” but then her stomach growls at her, and goes, "Yeah yeah. Egads, Whatsa Meesa Sayin?"
She touches down on the Earth gently, and the cyborg boy lands with a THUD that shakes the ground. The pursuing beasts take note of this, and slow their pace as they circle these intruders.
Peppa takes in a good whiff of the aroma, and smirks. “Can’t say I blame y’all too much. But, lady’s got to make a living!” She spins the Power Pole above her head while breathing deep, then finally thrusts the Pole forward with a “HA!” A small tornado forms, then grows bigger and bigger. It engulfs half the predators, and swoops them up into the air. The whirlwind flies through the forest, and stops at a nearby lake. The cyclone dissipates, with its passengers hurled into the water.
Peppa stands triumphant. “Ha, a huff and a puff is all it took to blow them away. Sucks to suck!”
The cyborg boy points out, “Uh, not all of them. I’d say you only got half?” The rest of the wolves growl at him, looking for an opening.
Peppa tilts her head. “Yeah? That’s your half.”
“My half!?” he exclaims, waving with his human arm while keeping his megabuster primed to fire. Then, he musters up some bravado, thumbing his nose. “I mean, This Great Mercenary can kill a wolf with a turn of the hand, but this many is a little-”
“This many is a little, kid,” Peppa cuts him off, tone hard. “Beating up a pack of wolves is a feat jobber side characters are easily capable of. If this is too much, you can forget about Basilea.”
“...” the boy glares at her, then at the wolves. He hisses, then his machinery hisses as he launches himself forward.
Peppa turns away from the scuffle, ignoring the growls, snaps, clangs, whirs, and pewpewpews. She walks up to the lady, who is still clutching the bag to herself and darting her eyes around warily.
“You’re safe now,” Peppa tells her.
The lady regards Peppa, then the fracas. “But he's still fighting them off?”
“Oh, he’ll be fine,” Peppa says. Not from confidence in his abilities or apathy at his plight; with her ability to sense ki she has awareness of the fight’s flow even though her back is turned. Oh, one of those wolves just got grabbed and whipped around to hit the others, neat!
“Alright then? Ahaha…” the lady takes her chef hat off, and lets her auburn hair breathe. She also sets down the sack, taking care not to set it down on the side with a torn hole in it.
“Ah, let me get that for you.” Peppa points, and sutures the tear with the Clothes Beam. There, that should prevent any more predators catching wind of it.
The lady looks at her bag, and then at Peppa. Quicker than even Peppa can react, she sweeps Peppa off the ground!
“THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU!” the lady expresses as she nuzzles into Peppa.
