It all happened so fast. There was the sound, then the light, and at the end a pair of arrows. Muu could feel the warm ground pressing against her back. Her blade already in hand as the goblin towered over her. It all seemed so familiar, yet unreal. Blocking the coming down strike with the flat side of her blade - reinforcing the hold further by putting her hand on the opposite end of the handle - she avoided getting her head smashed in. Unlike a certain thief, she did not have the luxury to consider her current choices.

[i]What now?[/i]

Memories fighting against her master played in her mind's eye.  She was on the ground, the small goblin towered above. Was it even possible to swipe its tiny feet like that? [i]Maybe.[/i] But in the end, with club and sword interlocked. Muu pulled her leg up close, and put all her strength into kicking her foes stomach.