Bette saw through her peripherals the mystery woman fighting off two men with her two knives. She was absolutely amazing. The men brought their swords down on her and the woman stopped the blows with her tiny knives with an ability that surprised Bette to no end.

Bette saw the fourth man lunging at the woman and she knew that the woman would not be able to fight, no matter how amazing a fighter she was.

She ran to stop the fourth man but the man she had been fighting with hit her harshly with the back of his sword sending her flying. He tried to plunge his sword down on her but she rolled out of the way and retaliated by throwing her knife at him. The knife flew threw the air with such precision and it impaled the man right in the throat.

The man made a choking sound and blood started pouring out of his neck and he fell to his knees as he died slowly.

Then suddenly, it was like time stopped. The world froze and Bette felt a deep rumbling within her. It was like a thunder without sound. The immense power was released into the air, making Bette fall over in surprise.

She turned around in confusion watching as the woman fell down to the floor, her hand latched on to the fourth man’s throat. Bette ran to her instantly trying to protect her from the fourth man, but the fourth man turned around, sword in hand, and attacked the other two men who she had been fighting.

“What the hell?” Bette said looking from the man to the woman who was slowly recovering.

The man fought his partners with such intensity the other two men could barely keep up. Bette shut her eyes tightly as one of the men got his head decapitated, and the fourth man continued fighting the remaining man.

“She got him!” the man cried struggling to keep up with the fourth man.

The woman had the strength to sit up now and she noticed Bette’s confusion. Bette looked at her in surprise and curiosity. She had so many questions that had to remain unasked. The woman knew that and she gave her an appreciative smile.