An Urumi (a flexible whip like sword) from the left, a toothed Kukri from the right and a pair of hook swords from the front, held by the strongest of the three aggressors. Their target Neve who had charged deep into the enemy lines in response to the death of her friend. A reckless and foolish endeavour that had landed her in some pretty hot water.
Her mind rapidly churned, anxiously seeking out an avenue of escape but it came up empty each and every time. The best she could hope for was a critical injury that would kill her eventually instead of instantly….her death was a foregone conclusion.
