Too many

Tarmen felt a piercing pain on his right leg and on his left shoulder as two throwing knives jutted from his flesh. Blood poured down from the wounds and his leg gave away as he was running to help Silina, skidding across the floor almost dropping his weapon.

The woman that threw the knives was on him in less than a heartbeat coming from behind, sending a quick stiff kick into his jaw. A bright light exploded behind his eyes and his vision swam in and out of consciousness.

Silina sliced at her attacker's leg, but the man reached out and grabbed a handful of her long dark hair pulling her back towards him. He brough his knee up sharply against her lower back, sending a hurtful jolt up her spine before he spun around on his good leg still holding her hair and throwing her through the air.

He grabbed the rope that was looped around her wrist and pulled her down, forcing her face to the ground.
She heard someone run behind her as another rope looper over her head and neck. Feeling pressure around her throat she could hardly breathe.

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