A Frenzied Monster

"Mercy? What kind?" She pretended to ponder over the idea when in reality, her eyes were scanning the men advancing towards her.

Just then, she realized the weird stance they were in and the expression they were trying to hide. Although it was barely noticeable, she saw some of the men's eyes flicker between her and the boxes that surrounded her. Was that why they were so wary? In the corner of her eye, she deduced that the lids on the crates were only placed haphazardly and that from where she was standing, she could easily reach out to get the contents.

"I'll have less of my men share you." While he answered her, he gestured to his men to spread out and approach her from all sides. Capturing a woman was usually easy, but this woman was unpredictable and slippery.

"Really? That's the best you got?" She asked and suddenly placed her hand into the crate.

He panicked upon seeing that and screamed, "Grab her!"