You bravely stay and fight.  Seeing as you only have one evil foe, you finally decide to charge at him recklessly.  As you charge, you see tow others come out of the trees, like a pack of wolves.  You don't care about the odds, you want to defend your village and your people.  It's the only option.

One stands back and draws his bow to fire, while the others charge at you like reckless boars.  You take your stance and get your forearm shield on your left arm and your silver kotana in your right hand.  You don't care, the adrenaline is flowing like the blood through your body.  You charge and swing right; the guard blocks and you evade the second guard's attack. The first guard gets a lucky slice on your rib.  It was as painful as if you had gotten bitten by a dog.  Your adrenaline is pumping up you cut right and it goes right htrough his collar bone.  You duck to avoid the cut and your roll to the right to avoid the arrow.

With a guard about three feet and twenty feet away from you , you can feel your blood being drained from you rbody as if a leech was on you.  You slash right and it's blocked.  You quickly parry to the down and the right.  You're having a brutal battle.

You see him foolishly lunge forward without thinking.  You spin and slash very high and his head is cut off.  You want to stop, but the guard dying won't let you pause.  You throw your katana at the guard with the bow.  It hits him, but his bow is let go.  You take a couple of steps and say, "Hello, Mayor.."  You take another couple of steps and an arrow goes clean through you.  THE END.