An electrical bast goes behind me, I feel my internal shield fire up. Kevin catches up, "Let's see who kills the mozt shoopers!" He calls.
I grin, "Alright then." Bring it Ninja boy.
I narrow my eyes on a small collection of shoopers, lift my arm and twist it, all of them fall dead to the ground.
"10!" Kevin yells.
Nice try mate, "15!" I yell back.
We smile and kill more, "25!" He yells.
It's always fun killing Shoopers, the little wusses. I laugh, spinning and killing.
"48!" Kevin bellows.
"50!" I laugh.