The chains binding her arms loosened and fell to the ground as huge muscular men with intimidating helmets and double-edged axes attached to long poles burst out, all six of them racing toward her with overwhelming ferocity emanating from their eyes.
"Kill her!"
Excited screams filled the air as the executioners closed in. Isolde went for her spear but one of the executioners was already before her, swinging his axe with a sinister smirk visible through the opening on the helmet.
Isolde fell to her knees. She leaned back, her knees scraping against the sand as she slid past the first executioner, wrapped her hand around the shaft of the spear plunged into the ground not far from where she once stood.
'Entertain you? Me?'
Eyes sharpened like blades. Her fingers tightened around the shaft and she used it to spin her body. That move sent her flying right back to the executioner and her feet struck his face.
