With rapid speed, four swords searched for their target. They cut open the thin fabric of the robe and shallowly pierced the skin to draw red and paint the brown ground into a sea of determination.
While the tip tried to bore deeper into the flesh, the target turned leaving the only option for a scar behind. The edge of the swords missed and parted in the air.
Narrowly escaping the sharp blades, Lia quickly spun around and threw her arm behind her to press the black shiny button. Immediately afterwards, she rolled along the wall hearing the slow rustle of the gate opening.
For a moment the soldiers were distracted by it, taking advantage of that, Lia fell back to the tower and grabbed two more swords.
"Quick, you two go after her! We'll take care of the gate! She must have allies!"
