There was a man with brown hair standing in front of us with his sword raised, Kuinto, the master who had sent us the invitation no doubt. Kenshin was standing in front of the man, Sanoske was next to him and Karou was standing a little ways away.
"I have no right to wager their lives," Kenshin replied.
"Then should I have them killed right now?" Kuinto asked.
Kenshin shook his head.
"Good then we should have a one-on-one fight you win you get the kids and rid of me forever, but if I win the mighty Battousai falls at my sword and the children's lives are as good as dust."
The man grinned. This was too much, so I spit the rag out of my mouth. It fell over my chin and hung around my neck.
"Kenshin don't do it. He just wants to force you to fight. It's not worth it. He doesn't have control of us. He wouldn't kill us if you said no anyway. He's bluffing. He needs us to get to you. We could escape easily from here," I said.
I started slipping off the handcuffs behind my back. The man just smiled.
"You got the rag off and now you're trying to get the handcuffs off. Even if you do it would be impossible to get out. You go ahead and try."
I finally slipped out of the handcuffs and held them in my hand.
I dropped them quickly, "Thank you I will", and ran towards Karou.
Before I even got halfway there an arm ran into me and sent me flying backwards. I landed a few feet away from where I started. I went to sit up only to find a sword pointed at my throat and the brown-haired man standing over me. I could prop myself up on my elbows but that's as far up as I could get without touching the sword point
"I would've expected more of a chase with you but I guess I was wrong," he said.
"Leave her alone this is our fight not hers," Kenshin said.
"On the contrary, you are wagering her life now aren't you? Plus she just tried to escape usually prisoners who try to escape are killed on the spot," he replied.
He grinned again and pressed the point of the sword against my throat. I held my breath waiting for him to kill me. I thought up something really quick.
I slowly raised my hand by the sword. The man no longer was looking at me but at Kenshin. He was waiting for what he might do. I grabbed the end of the sword, scraping up my fingers, but his grip was loose. I easily grabbed the sword away from him and held it in my good hand.