09-28-2010, 03:21 AM
Feng looked over at the person who had asked about her hand. Smiling coolly, she nodded. As she stabbed someone through the torso, she commented, "Something like this won't stop me." Moving quickly, she killed as many of the enemies as she could. Soon she was covered with slices and bruises from the battle, but nothing was deep enough to be considered dangerous. She fought with cold precision. However, there were some with similar skills to her own. One such man, a captain, locked blades with her. For a while, they danced around one another, each looking for an opening. Unfortunately, he found it first. She managed to evade for the most part, but he scored a deep slash on her side. She was well aware that he meant to gut her. She glared at him icily, then darted forward. He dodged, but tripped on a corpse. Taking advantage of this, she neatly decapitated him before moving on, holding her side. "This might stop me," she realized, beginning to feel faint from the loss of blood. Cursing, she retreated, stumbling towards the east wall where other injured men had gathered.
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