Name: Luke Ainsworth<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.zerochan.net/433719"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://s3.zerochan.net/Luke.Ainsworth.240.433719.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Gloved hands covered her face and hauled her to her feet, "Stay here and stay quiet." The man pushed her to the side quietly and stepped forward, satisfied that the youngling would not be capable of injuring him with a sword she could hardly handle.<br/><br/>He stepped out where more light was shed on his front. "Luke Ainsworth, the Swordsman." Challenging them to a duel would be too polite so he took a lower stance and raised his weapon. He paused, waiting for something to happen.<br/><br/>The boss and his men burst into laughter, "Who the hell you think you are?" He turned to his men, "Teach this one what happens when you dig too deep into the Hive." The men charged, drawing swords which appeared cruder in comparison with Luke's sword which was ultimately their downfall.<br/><br/>Luke dove straight into the fray, his sword moving as though it was a part of his body. Metal rend through meat and sinew, mixing brain with bone. He avoided too much slashing, committing only to the vital organs to spare the young one's eyes he had met earlier on. Soon there were only four men left standing, himself, the man who seemed to be the boss and the two surviving grunts.<br/><br/>"Wh- what are you doing?! Not one step backward!" The boss said as he spun around, possibly to collect his treasures.<br/><br/>The two were dispatched with ease, one was lying down, his head facing downwards although his chest and body faced upwards. The last one was lucky, Luck subdued the man with the flat side of his sword, practically beating him unconscious.