Get Lucky

A viewer demanded, "Who just said that Lucille is a delicate little girl? Show yourself! She's clearly a professional." Others sneered and said, "Hmph. She just happened to get lucky. What's there to be surprised about? Would you guys believe me if I said I could do better than that?" Someone replied, "Is it really that hard for you to just admit that she's talented?" No matter how much noise the viewers made, Lucille didn't even look over. She stepped forward and retrieved the wooden spear from the wolf's corpse. The spear drew an arc in the air. She stood on a huge stone, facing the countless pairs of green eyes around her. She did not dodge or try to run. It was clear that she wanted to fight against them one on one. "Awoo!" The leader of the pack threw its head back and howled. The other wolves all echoed its howl. "Awoo!" After crying out, they lunged at Lucille like crazy! One came at her, then two, then ten, and then twenty. No matter how many went forward, they were pushed back