The sharp, thin blade in her hand flashed forward like a silver bullet and penetrated the man's eye. It pierced the eye easily and entered his brain behind it.
The man wanted to scream, but she swished the blade, which turned the knight's blade into a slurry and made his cry of pain get stuck in his chest. Then she hurried and dodged an arrow shot at her.
The arrow struck the dying knight's chest and penetrated it all the way as if the projectile was a spear thrown with great force, not a small arrow. Not even the armor could stop the arrow from doing its job.
When she saw this, she realized that If the arrow had struck her she would have probably been split in two. This realization sent chills down her back.
As she picked a direction to run to, she looked back at the source of the arrow and saw its shooter. She recognized the shooter immediately. It was the mutant warrior that she fought with earlier.
