Zandra ran right along with the others, drawing her daggers. Her blue eyes locked on a single guard as he drew his sword. Within seconds Zandra was engaged in battle, her opponent far larger than her. The guard swung his sword, she ducked and slashed at the back of the mans leg. She had hit the mark, but she didn't go deep enough. In no time the man turned and elbowed her in the face. She fell back, but didn't pause, staying on the move. As she moved to go in for a kick to the chest the man seemed to be predicting her moves, no doubt he was a higher rank with in the guards. She back off slightly, she needed to figure out a way to get at the man to deal a deadly cut.