Shumi flinched and fell tot he ground avoiding the arrows as they whizzed passed. Shumi yelped as she saw the dreaded war-mistress and tossed herself up against thick tree trunk as she tried to catch her breath. her ample breasts rising and falling under her tight tank top and her choppy pink bangs disheveled and falling over her eyes. she raised her pistols defensively, not sure how many rounds she had left, and her vest with the rest of her ammo was missing. she blushed as she tried to stare down the taller and much more physically imposing War Mistress. "st-stay back!" she stammered, but her guns clicked. "shit!" she whimpered as the shapely 'witch' dropped her gun and held up her hands in surrender.