Samuel moved as though he were nothing more than a fleeting flash of light, his body zipping from one towering tree trunk to another with ridiculous, almost surreal speed and agility. Each time he shifted positions, a rain of senbon tore apart the tree he had just departed from, shredding bark and wood into exploding fragments. His body dove to the left once more, dodging another attack by a hair's breadth, the air whistling violently around him as he twisted through it.
'How can they send over a hundred people against a team of eight?' Samuel thought as he moved with blinding elegance. He simply could not understand it. To him, the number was absurd, excessive to the point of insanity. Although he didn't know the exact amount of enemies hunting them, he knew with absolute certainty that they numbered well over a hundred, perhaps far more.
