I looked around myself. We were going to have to fight. I was scared out of my wits. I sighed and said to the others, those I was leading—we'd split into six groups to better be able to cover ground—"Guys, we can win, as long we're all willing to cover each other's back." They all nodded. Within hours, we'd met up with Lion's group. Scarecrow or Fiyero's group had already met with Tinman, or Boq's group. I quickly contacted Elphaba and learned her group was joining Glinda's group.
The six group reunited and I said, "New plan. There will only be three main groups—Fiyero and Boq will lead one group, Lion and I will lead the second group, and Elphaba and Glinda will lead the final group. In each group, each one of the six of us will have two others to lead the elite strike force." The others nodded in agreement.
That night, I was on guard duty. I knew I couldn't relax, not now, not with Oz in danger—Oz had indeed become a second home to me. Suddenly, a group of men attacked me. I sounded the alarm, but no one came and so I began to fight.
Grabbing my sword, I conked one on the head, knocking him out cold. I twisted and spun, swinging my sword, forcing them to fall back and go on the defensive. I glared at them and said, "Don't underestimate me." Suddenly, some of the people who I'd thought supported me arrived and attacked me as well. I growled and thought, Either they've been magicked or I was lied to. I glared at my opponents, who were quickly increasing in number.
I raced to the trees and jumped into the air. Doing a backflip in midair, allowed to slice down at least fifteen more of my enemies. Then Elphaba, Glinda, Boq, Fiyero, and Lion all came running towards me. I sliced down six more enemies quickly, and continued fighting. I was getting tired, but I didn't let it show—not to mention how scared I was.