41 Chapter 38- I have no idea how to write an exciting story

-Yea, you suck!

A face returned back to normality as the tip of a tree trunk swings across the platform left and right. A point and moves in the opposite direction. With touches, the platform moves to get and avoid tree trunks and rocks. Pilling out some tree skin of the remaining tree trunk while pushing it on the sides to avoid things, the skin was wrapped around two separating brunches that the larger part separates too. It formed in shape like a bowl.

Another push happened to the right, pushing me and left ever so slightly each time. It the glimmers of my eye, I see larger and larger move wind that endlessly heads downwards or forwards towards the void depending which direction you're looking. From the light floating dust of before, it turned denser with just 30 or so tabs on the ground with the trunk.

Narrowing missing a tree on my right, my left hand grabbed onto the elbow of the right as it reaches for another trunk. It was about half the size of the one I'm currently holding, but it was long enough to reach the ground my standing position. The dust rushes across my face and body as I was getting closer. With a firm grip, my palm landed on the tree trunk. Ripe, the trunk was off. As the dirt dust in the air with some lingering rocks and small sticks gets denser and denser, I see the starting source doing downwards, in front of me. Out the dust, a white fabric flopper in the air before getting covered in the dust once more in the distance.

I used the longer brunch to push down on the right, while I rip off a line of tree skin off it from the top to middle. Another push, and another as a wonderful white hair floats in the air, before getting covered once again. Within the distance of about 8m behind her on the left a little, I put four rocks that I gathered along the way into the basket tree skin upper part of the truck. I swung the tree brunch back and forwards and stopped in about 75 degrees from the front ground, allowing the stones to fly out from the basket. The point of the basket ended up in the direction of the source of the dust, but a little up, giving it space to fall. The ball lands in the dense dust flying off the front a little. I started to push again to the right, getting closer. With a second, the rock flew sideways and towards me out of the dust cloud. The dust spirals in a clock-wise direction before disappearing, displaying a turning brunch, attached by a familiar hand.

Sugi stopped the brunch while she has her left leg at the front and the right one at the back facing me. She's on her side with her face turned right to catch my gaze. She had a large piece of tree skin rapped from the left shoulder to the right hip and around again to the left shoulder. The part around the stomach has its edge curved up, allowing a bag of small stones to be carried.

A tree headed towards Sugi and I as I pushed on the ground on the right while Sugi pushed on the tree itself. Since I turned first, I had extra time. I grabbed hold of 3 of the rocks I have gathered and thrown them up over a meter ahead of me. Like a tennis shoot, I held the smaller trunk and hit the three in a straight line towards Sugi just as she retracts her trunk into her body after hitting the tree. With the middle of the stick in about her stomach area with the left side higher than the right. Using the top left, she hit one of the stones back and the bottom half defending a lower shoot, while the third hit I did misses due to me hitting it on the side of the stick. A stone was fast approaching as I put the center of the stick near my stomach region as well. Placing the top half in a slope heading slightly downwards in front of me using my left hand, the stone hit it and bounced down to the platform was standing. Three stones were heading towards my way which was shoot by Sugi right after the defending. She hit on another tree to change directions as the rock that bounces on the platform it getting up a little and back due to the direction of travel. With the top of the stick in front, the lower half was at the back. Like golf I swung the lower half of the stick up, hitting the ball towards Sugi in the process while getting it up for defense. By switching between hands to turn the stick in the middle, I created something like a blade of a helicopter. The stones hit the stick; one dropped down while two flew away. I grabbed the longer stick and hit the ground to change courses to flow Sugi. As a tree approaches Sugi, I threw up two more balls with my right and held a shorter stick with the left. As the stones were hit, I dropped another stone with my right hand down and swung my body around to use the bottom half of the stick to hit a golf shoot. With two different speed and pace shots and a tree closing in on Sugi, she only returns with the start of a counter.