<p>They looked as if they weren't sure what to do with me until they saw their fallen comrade at my feet. Then it was on.</p><p>I'd never fought more than one person at a time before well at least not outside of black belt training. But that was just sparring. Still I prepared myself just as I would in class. They attacked simultaneously from different sides. I side stepped while delivering a strike to one guy's gut. The other did manage to catch me in the chest and though my momentum didn't allow him to get a good grip it sent me sprawling. Once again I was fighting for my life only I knew I wasn't alone.</p>