A twig snapped. Lin stopped playing her flute abruptly and spun around. An ugly man leered at her. "Well, well. Look what Dzhaino has found. A pretty little nightingale. The others will be very happy with me for a change."
Lin smiled insolently. "I think not."
The man frowned. "You must be mad, little one. I'm larger and stronger than you."
The smile never left her face. "Ah, but I'm quicker and smarter." She jumped up and stretched. Still smiling, Lin said, "You've never tried to kill an assassin, have you?"
After she dealt with him, she thought I'd best go see what his fellow vermin are up to. She started back down the road. Presently, she saw a group of men laughing in an ugly way. She could see someone lying in the road. Ah. I believe I shall spoil their fun. As she made for them, she could see another person approaching from the opposite direction. A warrior. This should be good.