Impossible Odds - Part 3

Blackthorn was forced to back away. She watched in frustration as the front line was pushed further and further away, and she was isolated from where her men needed her. The cavalry came after, and they began assaulting the ex-slaves from the rear, leaving Blackthorn to Rivera.

"Shit!" Judas said, only just now looking over his shoulder to take stock of the situation. There must have been nearly eighty men in front of them, and now all of a sudden their line had been breached by horsemen as well. He clocked Blackthorn, and the man that pinned her down, and instantly understood. It was the sort of foe that he couldn't deal with. "Lady Blackthorn! Don't worry about us! I'll plug this gap, one way or another!" He declared – and he meant it.