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I ran toward the man, grabbing his neck with my right arm and using it as a lift to jump over his shoulder then flip him over mine. The two other men came at me at the same time so I used their weapons against them. As one of them thrust his sword at me I blocked and grabbed his wrist, pushing it upward to use his sword as a block for the other one. There was a stinging sound as steal clashed against steal and I used a forward kick to send one of the men sprawling on the ground. Unfortunately the last man was a bit more skillful then the others and when I tried to kick him in the ribs he grabbed my leg and pulled it forward. Thankfully I could do the splits and I immediately pulled my left leg forward and swept it in an arch behind the man's left leg causing him to fall to the ground. I stood up, satisfied at my work, but with my luck I should've known something would go wrong. And it did. As soon as I turned around to run I was greeted by the white haired man, pointing a bow at me from 3 yards away. "The games up missy. Turn around and put your hands in the air, NOW!" Reluctantly I turned around and raised my hands, glaring at the other men who were now standing. Why does this always happen to me? - Updated every Wednesday -