The Woman.

Ava swung her sword towards the female combatant. Even though she saw Ava’s charge from less than 20 feet away, she barely brought her sword up to guard her face from Ava’s blade. The force of the strike caused the woman to fall backwards, almost tripping over her own feet. She could only dodge and parry each swing as Ava was finding out first hand that she was quite good at medieval dueling. A smirk crept upon her face as the woman’s sword flew to the side 50 feet away. The woman cried in pain but quickly recovered, snagging a broken sword from the dirt to protect from the onslaught. Suddenly the woman felt her back against one of the large carriage wheels.

“Shit!” She cried out in surprise, not realizing she was so close to the carriage, but now knowing she was cornered. A second quick sting shot through her hand as Ava’s steel tip poked the newly found broken blade from her grasp. The woman, now completely unarmed, could only raise her hands in defeat as the GDF agent’s sword a mere inch from her chest. The woman slowly pulled back her cloak, revealing a tired yet gorgeous young face surrounded by long golden hair.

“Well done!” a voiced called from behind Ava, “now either kill her or let me have her!” Ava’s blue eyes met the young woman’s turquoise ones. Her hands stayed in front of her, almost looking to calm Ava down.

“Listen,” she began, “you have no idea what you are”-

-“Don’t listen to that bitch,” the man shouted, “she’s an assassin for hire!” The woman’s response was only a small shake of her head, silently pleading her case. Taking a quick glance behind her, Ava saw the man was catching his breath while sheathing one of his daggers.

Ava turned back to her defeated opponent. Her hands staying put but the blonde’s eyes slowly wincing, preparing for what was about to come. Ava had a choice to make. She could finish her off, and put the fate of the duke in trusting the mysterious man who could very well be the duke. Or she could hold off and interrogate the woman, figure out whose actually on which side. Ava tightened her grip around the hilt of her sword as she finally decided....