A few of Bing Shi's watchmen's shadows passed over, their movements fluid and soundless. They scattered around the area, taking positions to protect the goods in other carts. Four men surrounded her carriage, slouched against it from all sides, fiddling with their knives, the sparks in their eyes lighting up the starry night.
[Host...]
["Yes, I know."]
Bing Shi picked up her staff, hopped down from her carriage, and skillfully avoided the slash from her right. With deft movements, she disabled the knives from their hands. Her body had become accustomed to Kuro's speed, making these men seem slow in comparison.
Turning around, she struck the empty air, creating a low, swift tune as she rotated her staff to the ground. Using it as a pole, she launched her legs into the air and delivered a powerful kick to one of the men's heads.
