The Rivals

I was there. Three of them came out of a red Corvette and started walking towards Kyle. I just stood there stunned behind a tree that would eventually become our hideout. They kept getting closer and closer to Kyle until he pulled out his famous 5 inch oak wood handle pocket knife. I started to sneak up behind them with my 8 inch Cyprus wood handle dagger with a serrated blade. I was about to strike when they offered Kyle a chance to live if he gave them his pocket knife but he refused. They started to charge at him when I cut one of their legs-deep. He immediately fell to the ground screaming and that's when the others noticed me.