Thug Life

Before any of the five thugs could even react you already had your weapons out and were lunging toward the thug on the farthest left side. He was only able to bring his sword up which you reflected high in the air with your own short sword before taking your dagger and plunging him into his stomach three times in quick succession. His body fell to the ground almost instantly as you turn to the other four who were now reacting to your ****.

"Fucking scum!" The leader shouts out.

All the while Lexie was slowly backing down a few extra steps and Zoe was doing the same. While Zoe was doing that she was placing her Ulaks around her wrists to help out if needed, for the time being though she was going to hang out by Lexie to protect her.

The leader and the next thug closest to you go for the ****, stepping forward at you. It's for the most part easy enough to dodge and weave between their attacks seeing as each of these guys only had one short sword a piece. They were strong men, very powerful and you knew just their aura alone would make a normal person fear them but when it comes to armed combat, these guys honestly stood no chance what so ever.

The two thugs attacked in unison, slashing at you from above while one thrust into you. Pivoting in your step you gracefully dodge the thrusting sword as you bring your short sword vertical to block the oncoming attack of the slashing weapon. With a backhanded attack with your dagger you slice down the blade of one of their short sword, pushing hard into the guard of his sword causing him to stumble backwards in his step. Another thrust from the leader is dodged to the best of your ability as you bring your sword backwards, slicing heavy into the thugs bare arms causing him to groan out in pain. Then, with another quick blow, your dagger went straight up, the tip going right through his chin, straight under his jaw.

Just as fast as the dagger pierced through his lower jaw you pull it out with just as much quickness. A trail of blood flew across the floor as his now limp body tumbles to his knees before face planting into that very same blood splatter.

"Fuck he's quick..." The leader backpedals away from you, getting closer to his other two thugs. "It's going to be all that much better when you are fucking dead. Your whore is going to take that punishment, all fucking day, non fucking stop! I'm going to break that bitch of yours!"

You start moving forward, closing the distance between the three remaining thugs. Your short sword in your left hand, holding the grip firmly while you spin your dagger around in your right hand, holding it in a reverse grip. You love holding your dagger in reverse grip because it allows you to spin around the attacks of your enemies and then extend your elbow and throw your blade backwards into their body and just as you were thinking about it, one of the three remaining thugs lunged into you to start their attack, you block him easily with your short sword, only to spin your body in a clockwise motion, moving around the side of his blade before throwing your arm with as much **** as you can, stabbing your dagger backhanded straight through the throat of the thug. Almost immediately you pull it out, his hands go to this throat instantaneously as his body too falls to the ground, pooling in his own blood.

The fear was now starting to expel from the remaining two thug's eyes. They were witnessing a machine of destruction. Your movements were so fluid and precise and you could easily read the attacks of your enemies, especially these pitiful thugs of Loner's Reach who not only weren't dressed properly for battle, nor wielding a worthy weapon but also were probably under the influence of some type of ****, hence lowering their reaction times.

"Whoa whoa whoa, okay calm down dude!" The leader thug pretends to feign surrender as he backs away from you again. "Go get the girl!" he pushes his other thug closer to the stairs, ordering him to take Zoe or Lexie hostage. Not like he would be able to anymore as Zoe had her Ulaks primed and ready to go but still, as he took two steps to the stairs, you raise your hand up in the air, releasing your grip and allowing your dagger to part between your fingers. When the tip of the blade goes through your hand you squeeze your fingers down again, holding the tip of your dagger between your thumb, index and middle finger only to throw it as hard as you can towards the thug who was now taking a few steps toward your High Commanders.

Now, you don't like throwing your weapons at all and quite frankly you're not very good at it even though you practice here and there. You know you're not very skilled with dagger throwing but you were also only about ten feet away from the two thugs so it's not like you could have missed even if you wanted to. As the dagger flew through the air, spinning tip over handle it eventually connected with the thug, just above his right pectoral muscle. With as sharp as your blade is and with the flimsy piece of cloth the thugs are wearing your dagger went into his body a good few inches, causing the thug to drop his weapon, fall to the ground and start to cup his hands around the blade, wailing out in agony.

Knowing he wouldn't be putting up anymore of a fight, you move back towards the last thug, this so-called leader. You battle with him, almost toying with the man with your short sword, slashing at him back and forth allowing him to block and dodge your attacks. After teasing for a few moments allowing him to actually think he may stand a chance you defend his downward slash, blocking his blade completely before you step forward with your right foot, throwing your body forward as your right hand forms a fist and goes straight for the thugs face.

Your knuckles connect with his cheek and you hear a loud crack as you imagine you just broke his cheekbone from your punch. He releases a giant grunt of pain as his body falls to the side, dropping his sword in the process. Before he even has a chance to crawl away, you twirl your short sword around in your hand, holding it with the blade pointing towards the ground before you lift it in the air only to stab it down towards the ground with full ****. The tip of your short sword pierces straight through the calf of this remaining thug and punctures into the ground a few inches, essentially pinning this thug to the ground. His scream of complete pain echos through out the air as blood begins to gush out below his leg.

With that, you stand up, paying no attention to the leader thug at all as you turn around to where you threw your dagger into the other guy. You kneel down and dig the dagger deeper into his chest, ending his life without hesitation as his body couldn't fight yours back anymore. After he gurgles up his own insides you pull the dagger out of his chest, causing a few pulses of blood to gush out. You wipe the dagger off clean with a piece of his shirt and then stand up, watching the dying body below you. You move your foot and put it under his side before lifting up, rolling the lifeless body to the side, causing it to roll down the steps of the castle. His body tumbles down the stairs, rolling down with speed as blood flies all over the place as his body spins with ****. The entire entrance to this castle looks like a complete massacre took place, which honestly, that's exactly what happened.

Your back facing the final thug who is still pinned to the ground from your blade through his calf, you look at Lexie and give her a smile. Both her and Zoe just look back at you, not in shock and awe, but excited from your showcase of skill. Lexie is basically gushing over you and the flushness of her cheeks shows she may even be a little aroused from your display.

Skin claps on skin which echos into the sky and you freeze, holding still. Three seconds later it happens again, the sound of a clap. Somebody behind you is getting closer, slowly giving you an applause, one clap at a time every few seconds. "Bravo." his voice rings out followed by another clap of his hands "Bra-fucking-vo."