
Originally Posted by
Draken Benvolaid
There were some broken warehouse pallets next to me, probably where the thugs got their weapons. I yanked one off, a 1-by-2, and crep up behind one of the thugs, tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around, I hit him hard in the stomic, long ways with the board. He fell over gasping for air.
The other two then turned their attention to me. One of them came at me with a diagonal cross chop; I side stepped it and hit him in the head with the flat side of my board, breaking it. He fell over dazed.
The third one had a bat, most likely more skilled than the others, but still not a match for me. He swung the bat down vertically, but stopped as soon as I side stepped his attack. Bringing the weapon in a now high, left to right, horizontal maner, he attemped knock me in the chest. I leaned back, just missing the bat, and grabbed it with my left arm, then grabbed him with my other hand. I hoisted him up and threw him into a pile of trash cans 10 feet away.
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