L looked down at the running man, startled. Suddenly she realized he was pointing and looked up, seeing the flash of a curved sword above. "Thea! Bandits skyward!" She yelled, dropping the pot and leaping toward her pack where her staff was laying. Landing a bit farther than one would expect, she scooped up her staff and whirled, catching one of the men who had come after her in the stomach. The heavy gold cap on the end gave the pole more power than he expected, and he reeled backwards. the other mantook his place, brandishing his club at her. L started losing her nerve, stumbling backwards a step and holding her staff close. "P-please. I don't have any money. I'm sorry, really I am." She tried to stop shaking, but her body had stopped responding to her. [i]Please, hurry Thea[/i] She thought, looking around frantically.