Shami's Rampage 3

A fierce wind, carrying yellow sand, suddenly swept in, trapping the Gale Wolf Nak tightly in a massive vortex. "Take this, 'Sandstorm'!". Shami shouted, her movements agile as she rode the wind. The sandstorm blinded Nak, and the strong currents made it almost impossible for him to breathe. "Tch, this sandstorm is intense...!" Nak gritted his teeth, enduring, his movements gradually becoming sluggish in the storm. Seeing the opportune moment, Shami swooped down from mid-air. "Nak! Surrender!" "Never!" Nak dodged sideways against the gale, but the opponent's speed was already beyond imagination. Swish——! Like lightning, Shami precisely landed on Nak's back, wrapping her arms around his neck with a triumphant grin. "Haha! Gotcha!" Pinned to the ground, Nak gasped for breath, gritting his teeth. "...Damn it." "Nak, you're still not fast enough." Shami playfully winked at him, leaning close to his ear. Behind the nearby bushes, a small, red and black wild boar was hiding next to a signpost, wiping sweat from its brow and muttering with lingering fear, "Good thing it wasn't me they caught... Phew."