The Sword’s Fall

I pulled my cuffs up and squared off. Instantly a man dressed almost like a desert ninja leaped out of the darkness and attacked me.

"Decided to show yourselves finally?" I caught his punch with ease and struck him square in the jaw knocking him out cold.

"They're well trained in close-quarter combat, I'm most definitely not but pure strength overcomes the technique gap,"

*THUD!* *THUD!*

Several daggers struck my back at an extreme speed, my Mana web armor was of course unbothered by these attacks. Cedric merely dodged them and the fight continued.

Not all of those in the club were assassins, however.

"WAHHHHHHH ASSASSINS!!"

"WAHHHHH!"

"AHHHHH!!"

The yells of the normal folk were loud but the assassins were unbothered continuing to swarm me and Cedric with long-range attacks from arrows, daggers, and even magic while at the same time using their numbers in close range in order to overwhelm us.