I spin around and come face to face with two strange men. Their faces are mean looking and dirty. Their hair is long and tangled, their clothes ragged. Not the kind of people I thought we would find here, yet I shouldn't be surprised by anything anymore. Their eyes are pinned on me with a devilish grin showing their stained teeth.
"Who are you?" Konan strains his words, still gripping onto my waist from behind.
"Oh, you don't need to know who we are, just that we came to finish the princess off."
"That's never going to happen!"
"I do hate to take away someone's play thing, but needs must, my friend. We are under strict orders to kill that pretty little blonde."
"And who the hell gave you these orders? You dare think you can harm a princess?" Konan gets louder.
"If I told you that
