Before she could catch her breath, another blade descended towards her head.
The clash of swords reverberated as the small dagger once more intercepted the lengthy blade. Isabelle delivered a swift kick to the man’s abdomen, harnessing the force to retreat several meters. Crumpling onto the gritty earth, she expelled blood with each cough.
Several shadowy figures, reminiscent of nighttime harvesters, initiated another assault.
Clutching the small blade firmly, Isabelle rallied the profound animosity within her to rise again, resolved to retaliate against her foes. With a single knee touching the ground, she resisted the grasp of demise.
The shadowy figures swiftly converged. Abruptly, the atmosphere resonated with the thunderous roar of machine guns, hurling sand and pebbles in every direction.
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