It was as if her body had its own thoughts, and she wasn't agreeing to it.
Amelia knew that she should run away from the situation to save herself.
However, her body refused to move, controlled by some other identity. Her hand reached for the dagger, and as soon as the first man rushed to her, memories from her past life of how she used to fight those rogues resurfaced.
Her body moved independently as she dodged the attack before raising her hand and striking the man with the dagger.
Slit!
One neat cut. And the man's dead body fell on the ground.
The three other men who rushed towards the girl simultaneously, looked at her, and paused.
Did this tiny girl kill their leader in one single strike?
Was it just pure luck?
They attacked her together, and this time her body went into autopilot mode. She jumped, slid down, bent, and rolled to the side to dodge their attacks while landing sharp attacks at the same time.
