A Human Ragdoll

Bang~

Slam~

"Oww...That hurt more than I expected it to..."

After getting rammed by Astrid at full force, I slammed into the wall behind me like a bag of meat. 

She rammed me so hard, that I was in mid-air for a second or two before hitting the wall on my back.

Her attack on me almost felt like I was hit by an actual bull on the rampage, with my chest throbbing in pain from the impact of her forehead, which felt like it was made out of bone. 

And not only did my chest hurt, so did my back from being thrown into a solid wall.

Well, at least she didn't use her horns to pierce through me, or else I would've left this world the same day I came.

Seeing me clutch my chest and lie on the floor like I chest got shot, Astrid came back to her senses, and the fire in her eyes subsided as she covered her mouth in shock, as if she couldn't believe what she just did.

She looked at my sorry figure with worry in her eyes and looked really regretful for what she had done. 

She even took a step forward, as if she wanted to help me up and apologize for what she did. 

But she suddenly stopped in her place, when she saw me casually get up as if I just woke up from a long nap, even though I was flung across the room by her, and then looked at her with a sneer on my face, as if I were telling her if that's all she could do.

"You resilient bastard!"

Seeing that I was making an obvious mockery of her, even after getting slammed by her, her rage that had subsided flared up again, and after kicking back her feet two times, she charged into me again and rammed me towards the desks in the classroom.

~Bang!

~Rattle!

I crashed into the desks, and a few of them even fell over from the impact. 

Astrid looked like she was thinking the punishment I received was enough, and any more would be too much. 

But that changed once again, when I got up after shoving the chairs on top of me and looked at her with the same look I gave before, even though my hair was messed up and my uniform was dusty from rolling over the ground multiple times.

She was a little surprised that I could still get up after all that, and looked like she was wondering what my body was made up. But that was quickly replaced with a resolute look on her face, as if this time she wasn't going to let me go and wasn't going to stop until I begged her to.

~Slam!

~Bang!

She charged at me and rammed me into the other side; where I rolled over the ground like a ball.

Before I could even get up, I could hear the sound of Astrid running at me, as if she knew that I was going to get up and taunt her again. 

So before I could even fully get up and look her, she rammed me into another set of desks once again.

Bam~

Rattle~

And once again, I was flung over to a different side of the class.

Bam~

Rattle~

And once again...

Bam~

Rattle~

And once again...

Bam~

Rattle~

And once again...

After throwing me around the class, to the point that there wasn't a single desk or chair in the classroom that was in the same position as it was when we came in, she finally stopped her rampage.

With her breath slowly getting a little haggard after dashing around the class, she looked at me, to see if I was finally down for the count, which had to be the case after all those throws, that even the strongest minotaur of her race wouldn't be able to handle.

But when she looked over, her face twisted in shock, disbelief, and even some fear, as the person she had expected to be writhing on the ground, was standing like nothing happened and looking at her with a grin on his face; even though I looked like I fell off a cliff and rolled all the way to the bottom.

She was flabbergasted, seeing me standing there when she was sure that I wouldn't be able to get up, and just stared at me in a daze.

Her look of fury even started to change and turned into that of sympathy, as if she were looking at a cornered animal that was on the verge of death but refused to give up its life. 

Even though that animal was tathered and bruised and in obvious pain, it still refused to accept its fate and kneel over, like she expected it to.

There was even a look of admiration behind her eyes, as if she found my futile efforts praiseworthy.

But even though she found it admirable, she still knew that we weren't on the same side, and it was her responsibility as the hunter to put me down and relieve me of the brutal pain I was causing myself.

Her eyes narrowed, and there was a look of determination in them that I had never seen in her before, which looked very cute when you added in her small flaring nostrils and ears that were flapping up and down, as if they were excited to find such a worthy opponent.

She dashed at me once again. But this time I knew from the look in her eyes that she wasn't going to stop until I stayed down for the good of me. 

Bam~

She rammed into me, sending me across the class. 

I thought I was going to hit the concrete floor once again and braced for impact. But all of a sudden I felt something hard on my abdomen and got thrown up again. 

Bam~

Before I could even understand what happened, I was hit while I was flying mid-air once again.

Bam~

Bam~

Bam~

Only after I was hit and flung over in midair like a badminton cock five consecutive times, did I manage to catch a glimpse of what was hitting me this whole while since it was moving so fast.

It was Astrid who hit me in mid air, before I could even reach the ground and was flinging me across the class. 

She would hit me and send me flying. And before I could hit the ground, she would have already dashed to that place using her incredibly thick and long legs, and rammed me somewhere else.

She would then repeat the same process, and move to the place I was going to fall, and hit me back. 

It was almost as if she was playing a game of volleyball with me, where I wasn't a player who was playing against her, but the ball itself she was playing around with.

It seems like she was really going all out to make me yield.

But sadly for her, even though her race possessed incredible innate speed and strength, they had horrible stamina and tolerance. 

Because of that drawback, she was sweating bricks and breathing heavily, as if she just finished a marathon, which also made her breasts move up and down like mountains that were going through a land-changing earthquake.

But even though she seemed exhausted and completely out of energy, she still seemed to want to make me give up and yield, after seeing me stand up once again.

She bit her lips in frustration after looking at the weak smile I still had on my face, even though I looked more pathetic than a begger on the street, and walked up to me with heavy strides as if she were even struggling to walk after exhausting herself.

After walking right in front of me, she looked directly at me with a fierce expression, as if she'd rather die than give up, and grabbed me by the collar and actually picked me up until we were about the same height with her monstrous strength.

I looked at her, wondering whether she was going to throw me around like a ragdoll or slam me into the floor. But it turned out to neither of them.

Slap~ Slap~ Slap~

I felt my face get slapped around. 

It was beyond my expectations to get slapped on the face since her hands were occupied with lifting me up. 

But she found a way around it by using the smooth side of her curved horns, to bitch slap me by moving her head left and right.