"Stupid boy! Foolish knave! How dare you try to harm our Lord's betrothed!" yelled one of the knights. Bam! The impact of that knight's fist against my jaw nearly knocked me over. A second later, I was doubling over in pain after another knight, who had a jagged scar on his chin, gave me a kick in my most precious spot. Two seconds later I was flat on my face after another knight kicked me in the rear. A kick to my side knocked out my breath. I heard the sound of metal rubbing against, and I realized that one of the knights had pulled out his sword. 'Get up! Run!' I told myself. But as hard as I tried, my body was too sore to move.
'Well, I guess this is the end,' I thought. At that moment I heard a whizzing sound. "Ah-h!" screamed one of the knights. He fell over with a sickening thud.
"Where did that come from?" asked one of the other knights.
"Looks like it came from our right," replied the other knight. "Well, let's go get the person who did it," said the first knight. I heard them get on their horses and ride off. Then it was quiet, except for the moaning of the third knight.
"Well, they're gone," said a voice. The hair on my neck stood up, and goosebumps appeared on my arms. 'I'm not alone,' I thought. "Well, what are ya layin' there for. Come on. Get up," said the voice.
"I can't get up," I said. "I'm in too much pain." "Can't get up? Hm, ya're worse off than I thought. Well, I'll just have to pick you up." I felt a couple of hands touch my body, and in the next moment I was on my feet. I looked up and came face to face with a guy who was about my size and looked to be my age. "Come on. Let's go," he said. "Who are you?" I asked. "We don't have very much time. Let's go." "What about him?" I pointed to the knight. The boy looked at me. "Are you crazy? He just tried to kill you. Forget him." He wrapped my arm around his shoulder, and we hobbled along the dirt path.