[ As it turns out, the panicked skinny man is an exceptionally good liar. The building they approach is smoldering visibly, the roof collapsed, but the lower levels are in one piece enough that the door opens--
And shuts, securely, when they enter. An ambush.
Ciri swears, drawing her dagger in a flash. Her sword isn't on her; she'd had no reason to bring it with her when her goal here is aid and rescue, not fighting beasts. But she is never unarmed.
They go for her first, the smaller target, perhaps some misguided attempt to take a hostage. Ciri dodges neatly out of the way of reaching hands, spins, and slices across the closest man's underarm and shoulder. Dodges again to avoid the spray.
A beam above creaks ominously as something collapses above them, the crash and crackle of the flames eating through the upper floors. The smoke stings her nose. They need to finish this quick. ]
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And shuts, securely, when they enter. An ambush.
Ciri swears, drawing her dagger in a flash. Her sword isn't on her; she'd had no reason to bring it with her when her goal here is aid and rescue, not fighting beasts. But she is never unarmed.
They go for her first, the smaller target, perhaps some misguided attempt to take a hostage. Ciri dodges neatly out of the way of reaching hands, spins, and slices across the closest man's underarm and shoulder. Dodges again to avoid the spray.
A beam above creaks ominously as something collapses above them, the crash and crackle of the flames eating through the upper floors. The smoke stings her nose. They need to finish this quick. ]