# B-15: YA Fantasy: BODYGUARDING EVIL
She is pure evil and has a plan to take over and control the world. Thousands will do anything and everything to kill her. There is only one problem. I am her bodyguard.
A thin line of drool drips from a foot long tusk and almost falls on my head. I hate drool. I guess no one really likes it, but this slobber is even worse than what people imagine when someone thinks of saliva. The drool is thicker than most slime with a horrible green hue. The drool is horrible but the face it is coming from is worse. Imagine an ugly hairy walrus but instead of tusks pointing down, they point up. Then put this walrus head on top of a giant man. The drool is flying off this ugly walrus because it is furious. Luckily, for me I’m not the object of this madness. I’m just a measly little assistant. I’m no more than a gopher.
What is an assistant doing next to a salivating walrus headed giant? I’m the assistant of the person Mr. Ugly is about to fight.