Sionnie was surprised, the bandit still stood much less that he would rush her, after an arrow through his chest. He was enraged, spitting curses at her. Swinging swift attacks continuously at her. She weaved in and out of his attacks, each strike barely missing her. Each foot hitting the ground softly, soundlessly. Sionnie, danced her way out of every blow, she could see the bandits stamina waning. Their leader was beginning to feel exhaution. She looked down in surprise at her waist, noticing a small graze on her waist, but she had felt worse. (Evasion 19*). Sionnie looks at the leader with unfazed, The bandits breathing had become heavy. She knew there were those waiting in the brushes, their attack could begin any moment. So this confrontation needed to end.
She suddenly leapt at him, straight forward going for his throat but the bandit leader leaned back enough to manage to not get his throat slashed open. Instead Sionnie's blade impaled his eye, he gasped in agony as he fell backwards, Sionnie used the momentum to jump on his chest, she slowly pulls out the blade from his eye. She then whispers in his ear, "All men must die" then in one quick movement, severed his throat. (First attack roll 20*) (Second attack roll 16*)
Sionnie made a quick scan of the surrounding area as she leaped backwards in the caravan's direction. SHe was all to aware of the bandit presence, even if she could not see them. She needed to find cover fast. (Perception roll 15*)
