The daggers fell to clatter on the stone floor and Mary just hung there. She had many more daggers and if she could get close enough, she could really hurt them. Their skin wasn't sensative all over.  She could feel the bruises swelling on her body and the blood rushing to her head.<em>Gods no..</em>, she thought. If they hung her like that she would pass out soon.  In a desperate move the female thief shouts clearly, "I'll take any one of you on  in personal combat unless you are too cowardly and scared of a single woman!"