The door moved aside, and two men walked out with their hands on their heads. They walked to either side of the door, towards Grayell and Kiko--
And then the remaining two burst out from behind them, using them to surprise the two. One tried to plunge a dagger into Kiko's gut, and the other come down hard with a longsword at Grayell.
Grayell's lips curled as he unleashed Onibusa, outward and immediately up to block the downward slash of his idiot opponent. His body moved in symphony though and his rear leg cocked forward and then unchambered, sending a solid thrust of his foot toward his opponent's chest. His leg dropped and he spun on that same foot, his rear leg now arching about and his heel looking to cripple the unarmed man's knee in an instant.
Kiko spun to the side. She was up on the toes of one foot, her defensive hand out flat in front of her and shoved toward her opponent's face. The katana was reversed. She brought it up with the drop of her body. Kiko fell low and swing her blade to disarm.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”
The fight was almost over before it began. Grayell instantly knocked the two men on his side against the wall, knocking them cold. Kiko's blade disarmed the man attacking her, and he fell to one knee, nursing his hand. These were not hardened criminals. They were bullies. The last one whimpered and raised his hands.
Grayell sheathed his blade and stormed toward the man before shoving him forcibly backward.
It was a bloody STUPID idea and now you're guilty of assaulting the town guard. So tell me, extortion, fraud, theft, illegal possession of property... anything else I should know about?
Kiko cradled the katana in her elbow. She was taking no chances that these useless louts were going to spring another foolish attack. She continued to be a quietly menacing figure while Grayell made his irritation obvious. She even threw in a low growl at them after he stopped talking.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”
She stepped forward and stuffed the edge of the katana up under the chin of the one that had spoke up. She growled out a series of words in the roughest tone she could muster, which wasn't really all that hard, considering her frustration at the lack of real aggression from them.
You should probably give him the information. It might save your tongue from being removed.
Kiko was laughing inwardly at their panic, now the frustration gave way to amusement. It was too easy to be the heavy here.
Grayell only watched Kiko at word, his head tilted forward, his eyes alight with glee. He took a sadistic pleasure in seeing her make men squirm, unsettle them so easily.
He said nothing but remained with arms folded, sure that this particular worm wasn't about to try anything stupid.
Interesting. Silverwolf was simple to figure out, naturally, but who was Slavemistress? The katana went back into position cradled against her elbow and shoulder.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”