I twirled the saber and newly acquired sword in my hands as the silver soldier raised his rifle to resemble a sword. I then jumped out of the way of his long and swift swing. I then ducked as an arrow cut through several of the curls which decorated the top of my head.
I clicked my tongue in annoyance as the two remaining soldiers started to gang up on me. To be honest, this was as troublesome as hell. I do not want to fight these two stellar soldiers together. There goes my plan of dividing and conquering.
I don't even have a single free second to catch my breath as the two continued to reign their attacks on me. If the golden soldier wasn't shooting at me with his bow and arrows, then the silver soldier was trying to bash the side of my head with his rifle. In order to fend them off I would use the two swords in my hands in order to put some distance in between myself and them.
