Kisara PoV
One of the bandits charged at me with a knife. I sidestepped, wrapping my whip around his arm and yanking him off balance. He fell to the floor, the knife clattering to the station floor.
"Why don't you all just give up?" I called out, my tone mocking as I faced the last two. They looked at each other, fear creeping into their eyes.
"We're not done yet!" one of them shouted, though there was clearly strain in his voice.
"Really? Because it looks like you're already losing," I countered, my confidence unwavering.
They charged at me together, and I prepared to meet them head-on. I ducked low to avoid a swing aimed at my head, then snapped my whip out, catching one of them around the waist and pulling him off his feet. He fell hard, and I turned to face the last bandit.
