[b] Lances figure blurs, and suddenly one of the swordsman is without a head. A second charges him with an overhead swing, and he deflects it, slashing across the mans ribs. A third pulls out a pistol and fires, and Lance deflects it with his blade, sending back into the mans face, it disappearing in a spray of blood. The fourth and fifth simultaneously charge Lance, swinging wildly. Lance stabs one simply through the chest, and grabs the others blade with his hand, slashing his throat. Lance pauses to catch his breath, and walks towards the last one who is in a combat stance with his sword poised.[/b] "Who sent you?" Man: "I won't tell you!" [b] Lance, in the blink of an eye, flashes past the man and cuts his hand off that's holding the sword.[/b] "How about now?" Man: "Alright alright! His names Michael! Michael James!" Lance: "Thanks." [b] He says and stabs him through the throat.[/b]