One of the kunai flew straight toward me. It was so fast, I did not have time to deflect it, so I did what I always do. I jumped sideways.
The kunai just missed me by a hair's breadth before embedding itself into the wall behind me.
I looked at it, expecting an explosion. But instead, the kunai twisted and morphed into a shadow. From that shadow, a figure emerged, and in an instant, it dashed straight toward me.
A robed figure, face hidden in darkness, slashed at me with a dagger. I quickly brought up Indra in blade form to parry the blow. Sparks burst each time our weapons clashed.
But the attacks came faster and faster. I could not keep up.
A sharp pain sliced across my hip, then my shoulder, and finally grazed my cheek. Minor wounds, but enough to make me grit my teeth.
I tried to retaliate, first a wide horizontal slash, then a thrust. But this guy was fast. Really fast. He twisted, dodged, spun, like some kind of assassin dancer. Every strike I made missed him by inches.
