Not as easy as it was planned

As she was kneeling behind a tree, observing and waiting, she noticed one of the bandits loosely walking in her direction. He stopped at one of the trees just a couple of feet away from her and started pissing. An opportunity to take out one of them while staying unseen. She quickly but at the same time quietly moved towards the man who was clearly focused on something else. Ciri pulled out her blade and was ready to strike when she heard a yell.

" Who the fuck is that ?? " One of the bandits who was quietly and to his own happiness putting on shoes he found in the cart, yelled as loudly as possible. Ciri did not see him until now. She didn't have vision until this moment. Until it was too late. But for her it changed nothing. It would only make things a bit longer.

She slashed the pissing bandit, killing him in one blow, then quickly moved towards the one with new shoes as he frantically looked for his weapon. As he finally found the handle of his sword, Ciri was already on him and with two quick slashes ended his life. It was now that the bandits started mobilizing and converge on our white haired witcheress. She stood her ground and waited for a chance to counter attack, but they waited. They were more coordinated then regular bandits. Ciri tried to get away from them, create distance, but they had her already surrounded.

The bandits slowly moved closer and closer, the circle around Ciri getting smaller and smaller. She parried strike after strike, even managing to strike back multiple times and hitting her opponents before swiftly and nimbly returning to defend. The bandits knew it was just a matter of time before she would tire out and stop fighting but they underestimated the stamina of the young fighter. She fought and wouldn't back down until the very end.

It wasn't the exhaustion that would defeat her but the number of blows coming at the same time. She got hit in the leg with something blunt but heavy, a mace. And as she winced in pain, one of the bandits moved forward and struck her with his shield. Ciri fell backwards, her whole world gone black. She could hardly keep her eyes open, the bandits were talking amongst themselves but the ringing in her eyes prevented her from hearing anything. The touch of multiple hands throughout her body brought a bit more sense to her. She felt how they scoured her pockets and pouches, taking valuables and anything she had on her before Ciri felt fingers hooking her pants. When they tried to pull them down, Ciri almost instinctually kicked her legs up, hitting the one bandit that was trying to pull down her pants. She quickly got a hold of her surroundings. There was one other bandit next to her, surprised that she was still fighting. The others were now more or less scattered but they were not far. Ciri also looked for her weapon and saw her sword in the hands of one of the more prominent bandits. She would have to be flawless now. No mistakes. Or she could use her powers and catch them off guard even if it would bring the wild hunt's attention to her. It was the safer bet but whatever she would decide to do, she had to do it right now.