Arena

You back up and reach for a canteen, quickly unscrewing the cap and dumping the contents out in the direction of the hovering sword. The water hits her in the chest, covering her ample breasts, and immediately rolls off and to the ground. In the few seconds you have while you can make out her form, you pull out your pistol and fire at her.

The katana drops to the ground and you hear a cry of anguish followed by a series of heavy footfalls crashing through the foliage of the wood and headed away from you.

You can't see her anymore but the path she made through the brush and foliage is blatantly apparent. It's like tracking a damn boar, you think.