The sounds of metal clanking against the other and grunts and shrieks of battle could be heard as a strong yet furry hand held you firmly against his shoulder.

Currently Wukong had been fighting off a foe, still easily dodging and welding his staff in one hand while holding you with the other.

Wukong’s staff extends as her balanced himself and you, only to then jump up and slam said staff down against the enemies thus quickly finishing the fight.

“Fools.”

He muttered.