Sacrifice
I'm no ones slave.
With quick thinking you grab a handful of sand and toss it into your attackers face. With the other hand you produce a short knife you carry to cut ropes. Grabbing the Red Blade by the collar you draw him close and thrust your blade into his eye socket. He lets out a blood curdling scream as you drop him to the dirt, turning toward the others. They are already upon you, one grabbing your wrist with the blade, the other thrusts at you with a spear, hitting you in the shoulder.
You wince in agony, falling to your knees.
“I yield! I yield!”
“You're damn right you yield” The one with the spear declares. He thwacks you with the blunt end of the spear with incredible force, knocking you unconscious.
With quick thinking you grab a handful of sand and toss it into your attackers face. With the other hand you produce a short knife you carry to cut ropes. Grabbing the Red Blade by the collar you draw him close and thrust your blade into his eye socket. He lets out a blood curdling scream as you drop him to the dirt, turning toward the others. They are already upon you, one grabbing your wrist with the blade, the other thrusts at you with a spear, hitting you in the shoulder.
You wince in agony, falling to your knees.
“I yield! I yield!”
“You're damn right you yield” The one with the spear declares. He thwacks you with the blunt end of the spear with incredible force, knocking you unconscious.