This may be her only chance...

Without hesitation, Lisa broke free of the man and swung around, striking him hard in the head. The man let out a painful cry as he hit the ground, and Lisa spun around, charging into the bulk of the men.

She managed to break through most of them, striking out in random directions, but as she neared the end, she tripped over someone's leg. She rolled to the ground, but she was back on her feet in an instance. The men had been slow to react, but now that Lisa was almost completely free of them, they sprung into action.

There were at least five men who attacked her at once, but she had experience with outnumbered fights and she managed to fend them all off. But, there were thirty of them and one of her, and before long, the men had overrun her.

Three men tackled her to the ground and stayed on her until her hands had been firmly tied behind her back. Once her arms and legs were tied, she winced as someone grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up.

She was staring into the dark red eyes of a rugged looking man, maybe in his late forties. He wore black like all the others, and he held a pistol to her throat.

"You're quite a fighter." He commented. "Managed to fight thirty of my men and you're still alive. You could be a great Black Lyncher, you know? If you join my men, you could be the richest woman here, as well as the most feared. Would you like to join the Black Lynchers?"