"Look at this fine piece, me lads! Looks like we get to have some fun tonight!" one of the men with blood on his sword sneered.
Tidas glared daggers at the man who had cut his leg. While two had attacked his front and side, that guy had lunged at his back. It was a cheap move, but effective. Tidas' movements were now limited. He racked his brain for a way to save Skye, but only one thing came to mind.
He would have to tap into his life force and use his speed to get Skye to safety. Dying didn't bother him, so long as Skye was safe. But he had fought these past few years to get back to her. Risking everything to be with her.. So they really were going to have to kill him to keep Skye from him. As the men stared at his betrothed, Tidas lunged at the one closest to him. Running his sword through the nomad's back, and into the his heart.