Chapter 3 - Defense

(Y/N)'s POV:
"The village, it's being raided. Bandits are there now. Thar and I did our best to protect them, but Thar is hurt and asked me to go get help." Nix panted. "Oh my stars! Phia, hang this guy up so he won't escape. Hurry!" Yes master. She flys up to the tallest tree in sight and hangs the net on a sturdy branch. It is done Master, should we knock him out again? He is coming to. "Sure, then hurry up and follow me. We have to get to the village ASAP!" I say galloping at full speed towards the village.
I slow down once I see the village and the bandits in the center of the village. Why have you stopped Master? Shouldn't we charge in and demolish them? "Phia, there are 10 of them, 2 of us. We need to play this smart." Of course Master. "Also, call me (Y/N), Master is too formal for me." As you wish. Once again, I place down a fence post and tie up my horse on the outskirts of town. "Phia, we are going to sneak in. If you have and invisibility magic, now is the time." No, but I do have transformation magic. Would that suffice? "I was hoping I could be disguised too..." I mutter. "Anyways, since you can transform, get as close to the bandits as possible and wait for me to attack." I whisper. Yes Mas-I mean (Y/N). Good luck. "Good luck Phia." I creep into the center of the village ducking behind buildings and inching my way along walls. I finally see the bandits beating Thar in front of the whole village, stating his demands. "You will give me all your money and possessions or you will become like this man." he yells pointing at Thar.
When everyone trudged back their home with a bandit following each, I seized my opportunity. I sprint towards the bandits' leader and held my sword to his neck. "Don't. Move. Or I will slice off your head." He laughs, "A little lady like you? Puhleeaase. You can barely lift a sword." "If I can't hold a sword, why I am holding it against your throat?" I sneer. Suddenly, he whips around and holds his sword against my neck. "I die, I take you down with me." He threatens. Just then, Phia swoops from the sky and her entire body grows to the size of a human. She hits the bandit away from me and knocks him out cold. Are you okay Master (Y/N)? "I'm good. Heads up, we still have the rest of the bandits to take care of." "(Y/N)?" A voice says. I turn to see Thar still tied to the chair covered in scratches and bruises. He looks like a truck ran over him. "Oh my stars! Here, let me untie you." I say using my sword to cut him loose. He attempts to stand, but stumbles back into his chair. "Thar, you are to weak now, Phia and I can handle this. If we need help, then you can try." I say reassuring his. He collapses in the chair, losing conscious. "Just you and me Phia. Ready?" Ready Master (Y/N). "Just (Y/N) please." I complain. I will be punished if I do not call you Master. The closest I can come to saying your name is Master (Y/N). "Uuuuggggh, fine. By then, the rest of the bandits had stepped outside, seen us knock out their leader, and drew their swords and charged. I slashed at the first bandits to come in range; four bodies fell to the ground. Still human-sized, Phia flew over the bandits and hit them with her massive claws, knocking them over. Only 10 were left standing and I attacked from the front while Phia took care of the back.. One bandit swung at me and I dodged. He flew past me and face-planted into the gravel path. I block a blow from another bandit and whip around him and catch him in the side. By the time he hits the ground, I am already blocking another blow from a different bandit. We hold there for 3 seconds, but it was enough time for them to catch me off guard. The final guard that was left standing stabbed me in the side and I crippled. Thankfully, I saw Phia throw them away from me and quickly rush to my side. Master! Are you okay? "I'm fine Phia, but I need some rest." I say, falling to the ground and blacking out.

Intense stuff huh? Seems like you are pretty skilled warrior. Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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