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Dying is Highly Overrated. Part 3.

[(Anonymous)]

The attack was brief, brutal and utterly one sided. The few bandits who didn't fall to the mans axe sprouted arrows in rather unpleasant places. In mere seconds, only three bandits were left: Fiora, the Orc and their Imperial leader.

The last Fiora had seem of the Orc he had been charging the woman with the bow. The arrows had stopped coming, so clearly Princess was taming the huntress. That left the man. Fiora charged him, Friendmaker in her right hand and Cocktaker in her left, while their supposed prey chopped the Imperials shield in half with a blow from his axe. Attempting to capatalise on the destraction her would be leader unwittingly provided, Fiora swung her mace from the side as she thrust with her dagger.

But she wasn't expecting him to simply drop the axe, punching out at the bandit leader's head with one enormous fist and grabbing her mace hand with the other, her dagger glancing harmlessly off his armour. He twisted her wrist with overpowering force, forcing her to drop her weapon, with a quickly blocked kick at his groin she managed to wrest her arm out of his grip and back away.

Armed only with her knife, she backed away and glanced at her unimpressive leader who, to her surprise, was dead. The man she was attempting to rob had killed him with a single punch. He had been a weak fool, but still she was impressed. Or at least she would be had she been a spectator. As his opponent, it was simply terrifying. Desperately trying to hide her fear, she reassured herself with the fact that soon the Orc would be done fucking the archer, she only had to hold out until he charged and then run.

That was when Fiora noticed, with a sinking feeling, that the grunts, snorts and screams that accompanied Orc mating still hadn't come, and that her opponent was looking past her and shaking his head. Risking a glance over her shoulder, she saw the victorious huntress standing on the Orcs corpse, an arrow ready and pointed right at her. Her only hope now was to get the axeman between her and the archer.

Turning back, Fiora was surprised by an axe flying for her head. She raised her dagger in a feeble attempt to block, only for it to shatter instantly under the much heavier weapon. The warrior stepped forward and punched the stunned bandit in the stomache.

She went down to her knees and one hand, attempting to regain her breath. Alone and unarmed, a skilled archer with an arrow trained on her, against a warrior she probably couldn't beat if the situation was reversed, Fiora did the only thing she could. She looked up at the triumphant warrior, almost shivering in fear at his impressive physique, and managed to croak:

"Please, no! I yield! I yield!"