Two down, four to go. These bandits were no match for Farina of the Strongwings mercenaries, she thought as she jabbed the end of her sword into another one's shoulder. The man shouted in pain and raised his axe, but she was too quick and easily dodged the blow.
"Nice try," she murmured smugly, ending him with another strike. Even if he'd been faster he still couldn't reach her, not from her vantage point.
Most pegasus knights only fought for necessity, and for the most part Farina was no exception. But part of her enjoyed a good battle now and then, a real test of her strength. She liked to feel the weight of a weapon in her hand, liked the rush of energy she felt, the clash of steel against steel. And most of all, the satisfaction of winning.
Another brigand tried to hit her from behind, but Murphy could sense him and knocked him over with a swift kick; Farina quickly maneuvered so that she was facing him and switched to her lance. The man smirked, almost as if to taunt silly woman, you've forgotten the all-important weapon triangle, but the smirk faded as she thrust the end of her lance into his gut.
"Weapon triangle, hah! When you're as good as me you don't need it!" she gloated. Only two left, and the scrawnier of the two was looking like he wanted to run away. Not on her watch, she thought, knocking him out with a swift blow to the head, then switching to her sword once again as she came face to face with their leader.
"Well, well, well. A little girl on a flying pony wants to give me what-for," he drawled. Farina gave a sharp, mocking laugh.
"Not every day you see a smelly brute who wants to make conversation," she retorted. They raised their weapons and charged towards each other. To Farina's surprise the axe bit into her shoulder and she winced, she hadn't expected him to hit. He reared back, preparing to strike again, but this time she was ready and plunged her sword into his chest before he could touch her.
Farina six, bandits zero. She quickly rubbed a vulnerary on her wound and went to let the townsfolk know their village was safe.