Jill frowned as a big, gooey chunk of chocolate ice cream slowly slid down from her hair and landed on her tall nose.
She raised a hand to wipe the ice cream off her face, her expression uncontrollably tinged with anger.
These two little rascals, they were too much!
Not far away, the two little guys had quickly gotten up, each jumping on their own horses.
"Charge!"
"Capture the enemy alive!"
"The enemy troops are strong and tall, first make her lose her ability to fight!"
"Roger that!"
...
While shouting loudly, the two little guys each picked up their guns and rode their horses towards the bushes where Jill was hiding.
Seeing the two little guys holding their guns and charging at her, Jill scrambled to dodge.
Unfortunately, wearing high heels, she was not able to move quickly.
Bullets were flying, hitting her constantly on her body and face, and now they were no longer water bullets—the two little guys had switched to magazines loaded with foam bullets.
