She raised her sword in the familiar stance. One of the men snickered. "She thinks she can fight like her father? Let's show her what we can do!"
It was the one with injured arm. He swung with one hand towards her, the sword arcing. She sidestepped and lifted her sword upward. The sword was too heavy. The arm didn't get severed. The man screamed and fell instead.
She had to get adjusted to the weight. Lifting the sword up several times, she waited for the next move. "This stupid bitch! I'm gonna kill you!" he screamed in rage.
"Calm down," the leader said. "We already knew this mission wouldn't be easy. Just remember how her father attacked." He smirked at her. "Who knew he would teach his daughter some sword skills?"
The injured man got up and waved his sword around. "She's just a girl! She's not as strong as a man!"
One of them laughed. "You got attacked by a girl."
The injured man got angry and swung at her again. This time, she didn't move in time. Her sword was too heavy. His sword sliced her sleeve, barely touching her skin. "This beat! Stop moving so I can CUT you!"
He swung again sideways and she blocked it with hers. With the strength he used, she was not able to counter. She flew back onto her back. The sword flew out of her hand. Pained, she slowly got up. He walked towards her.
She thought back to her training. She hadn't trained since she was eight really. She had only practiced swinging her sword with Cayden. Anemone's sword was too far for her to grab in time. Her thoughts were racing over what she can use... Until she remembered her Lady lessons.
~"There is nothing a lady can't use."~
She cleared her mind and thought about her situation. Five men surrounded her, one injured. Five men surrounded her... An idea clicked in her head. If she couldn't swing the sword, she'll make their swords swing at them. She pretended her arm was injured by holding it tight.
The injured man laughed. "Nothing but a brat! Stay still and I will end it quickly!"
When he had attacked her, he had knocked her out of the circle. Anemone would have to run back but make it not intentional. She started to run but tripped. She crawled backwards, her eyes on the injured man. He was laughing and swinging low, not looking forward but at her.
Good, she thought as she kept moving back. He was intent on killing her. She didn't know how skilled the others were but she would have to chance. She got up and ran towards one of the men. The one she was running to raised his sword at her. When he swung sideways, she fell on her stomach and rolled away. The sound of steel hitting steel sparked.
"Hey! Don't steal my kill!" the injured man yelled, pushing him away. The other man got angry and pushed him back. Anemone didn't wait and grabbed her sword. While they were fighting, she embedded the sword deep into the injured one.