Can't be Killed

"So? What's the plan now? Are you all going to rush me, or will you flee with what's left of your dignity?"

The circle of assassins tightened around Kido, their blades glinting faintly in the dim light. They seemed to be searching for an opening, a weakness in his defense. But Kido waited patiently, his jian always at the ready.

One of the assassins, seeking to prove his boldness, lunged with precise intent. Kido pivoted slightly, deflecting the weapon with a flick of his blade before retaliating with a clean, sharp strike. Blood sprayed briefly, and the assassin collapsed, clutching his chest.

"Five," Kido murmured, his eyes fixed on the others.

A movement to his left caught his attention. Two assassins charged at him, their weapons aimed at his vital points. Kido blocked the first strike, but the second one slashed deep into his left arm, leaving a searing wound.