Rosura
Confused follower of the great PseudoLives
As one of the slave traders bent over to grab the first man that fell, Astrid suddenly slid between them, a cloud of dirt blinding the man above her for a split second before she grabbed the man that tripped. "On your feet!" She hissed, yanking him upwards and shoving him forward before she kicked out her leg, it sweeping under the trader and causing him to loose his balance and fall backwards with a crash. Another men went to grab Astrid but she slipped in between his legs. Once behind him, she grabbed onto his pant leg, yanking it as hard as she could and making him fall flat on his face. She then scrambled to her feet and went back to the man that had fell, grabbing onto his arm roughly and pulling him forward as she lead him into the cover of the trees, the two men still left on their feet running after them. Astrid couldn't help but grin as she ran, her heart racing with adrenaline. The once little girl that couldn't fight back was gone. Now the growing woman who wouldn't take anything from anyone was left in her place.