Dancing among them, blade flashing, the only sound is the clashing of steel on steel and surprised shouts each time I slip past a defense and draw blood.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Escape part 7
"Stop Thief!" Shit. Whirling, I draw the glimmering pure white blade in a fluid motion. Taken aback, they hesitate for only a moment before drawing their own weapons. Scanning quickly, my eyes find the weakness before they can begin to circle me. It's time.
at 9:35 AM