The woman in the military uniform moved with lightning speed. As the bandit leader reached for her, she slipped out of his grip with a fluid motion and delivered a swift, precise strike to his abdomen. He gasped, doubling over, shock and pain written across his face.
The other bandits froze, their leering bravado replaced by confusion and disbelief. Before they could react, the woman was already engaging the next nearest thug. Her movements were a blur, a series of expertly executed maneuvers that disarmed the second bandit and sent him sprawling to the forest floor.
“Who the hell is she?” one of them shouted, panic creeping into his voice as he backed away.
