Isamu crouched atop the temple roof, staring at the soliders that were fighting monks in the garden. The moonlight made it easy to pinpoint who was friend and who was enemy. Snapping his wrist, Isamu's quarterstaff retracted into something a little travel-friendly.
Sliding the weapon into a loop inside his robe, Isamu quietly ran across the rooftop. He saw a few others mimicking his movements, something that caused him to grin. He knew them, and they knew him.
One monk in particular was being ambushed by three knights. The girl was on the defensive, nervousness tinging her facial features. Isamu nodded to one other the other monks with him, and together, they both leapt down onto a knights. With a deafening crash, all five men went down.
Quickly, Isamu and the other monk jumped up and took a position next to their fellow monk. "Are you ok?" The girl nodded as the three knights untangled themselves and got to their feet.
"You made a mistake, attacking us here. We're not some invading group or demons. We're monks." Isamu yelled out, trying to talk some sense into the men.
"Ignore the demon. Kill them all!"
Isamu cursed under his breath as he leaned to one side, dodging a stab. He reached up and grabbed the attacking knight's wrist and threw it up into the air as he slid around and kicked the man in the back of his knees.
Hitting the ground with a crash, Isamu picked up his fallen blade and impaled the knight though one shoulder. His screams were dim in Isamu's ears as he turned to jump back into the fray with his fellow monks.
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