The first arrow she let loose drove itself deep into the advancing ruffian's foot, causing him to topple over before he could reach her. He grunted in pain and dropped his axe, clawing at the arrow that protruded from both ends of his foot. [b]"Sorry, but you're just not my type."[/b] An'zu smiled sweetly and wagged a finger at the downed man, carefully maneuvering backwards as she reached for another arrow. Her jibe only made the man infuriated, and while he himself couldn't move, he bellowed for the other men to kill her. If before they wielded their axes just to threaten and frighten her, now she was pretty sure they were really going to use it against her. An'zu was starting to get worried, but she could never quell the urge to run her mouth. [b]"What's the matter? Can't your boss handle a little prick?"[/b]

Luckily, some disturbance from behind distracted the ruffians before An'zu made her situation even worse. A blonde mercenary had called for their attention, sword drawn and looking very much like he was up for a fight. The man seemed capable, and their still groaning in pain leader roared for three of them to attack. Obediently, three of the ruffians quickly turned to charge at him, axes at the ready, while the remaining two stayed to deal with her.

And as if things weren't hectic enough, another mercenary appeared out of nowhere, one with hair as dark as his clothing. Unlike the first merc who, despite seeming annoyed at having to help, looked pretty confident and capable, this one looked like he was ready to piss himself at any given moment.

An'zu was amused at the unexpected turn out of events, but she also couldn't help but feel just the tiniest bit annoyed. Her plan had been to run away (though not before shooting everyone's feet, just because she can) to avoid possible complications. She didn't want to risk getting guards involved, just in case they bring this matter back to the higher ups, who was slightly more likely to recognize who she was. The kidnapping ruse wasn't her idea, but she was growing to appreciate it as she got to explore more of the world. She was not at all ready to return to her home.

She could technically run away now, seeing as the two remaining ruffians who hadn't engaged the blonde mercenary now turned to the dark haired one, but she knew doing so wouldn't sit well with her. Chonsinese honor, and all the crap. An'zu shrugged and looked around: the street they were in was still pretty empty, and the guards probably weren't yet alerted. There was still a little time to have some fun.

[b]"Well, my mercs in shining armor, guess we have to do this the old-fashioned way."[/b]

An'zu released an arrow to hit the first ruffian again, this time through his dominant hand to disarm him. In her defense, it wasn't entirely out of spite. It was about 87% spite and 13% to save blondie, whom the ruffian was about hit with his handaxe. She had another arrow already nocked and ready to be loose, but An'zu waited to see how the others fared before releasing it.

After all, she'd just bought these arrow. She'd hate to waste any more on these lowlifes.