This was insane. This entire day had been insane. First being kidnapped, then being almost killed by an unexplained crystal, now they were escaping from a prison. None of it was making sense to Sara, but she didn't have the time to work anything out. She had to fight.

Tyme rushed to one side as they engaged the guards that halted their advance. Sara broke into a sprint, holding the sword in both hands with the blade pointed behind her. As some of the guards opened fire, she dodged to one side and avoided the bullets with a deft somersault. The ping-ping-ping of the bullets on the floor behind her didn't faze her as she sprung out of the roll and held her sword over her head. Once in the right spot, Sara brought the sword to one side and cut into a guard's waist, sliding to a stop past the guard with her sword forward. The guard fell clutching his wound.

Her next movement was to raise her sword and jerk its blade into positions to deflect more incoming fire from the next guard. The guard kept firing, requiring Sara to duck and feint a swing to make the man flinch. Swiftly, Sara used the opening to lunge and thrust her sword at the guard's torso. Unfortunately, the guard was quick enough to parry Sara's thrust and counterstrike her on the side of the face with the butt of his rifle. Sara staggered back momentarily and held her sword up to deflect as the guard took aim again, but the only things that came from his weapon were empty clicks. Sara dropped into a fighting stance again, using one hand to wipe the blood from her cut lip. She raised her sword to strike, but the guard was felled by a bullet from one of the blue uniforms.

Looking around, Sara spotted Tyme trying to reach his sword, which had impaled a guard to the wall for some reason. The fool must have thrown it. He'd taken a hit though. Sara started to run to get between Tyme and the aiming gunner that sought to end him, but it didn't look like she would get there in time to deflect any bullets. It was down to the other gunners in the group.