Long Legs And A Sandy Circle (2)

The guy in charge had one hand on Derrick's shoulder, stopping him from moving forward. He motioned with his other hand.

"Henry, Ed, give him what he's asking for. No weapons."

Both guys threw a few knives off to the side. I grinned again, ready for them.

The taller, lankier guy was built a bit more than me and came straight at me. I had a slight height advantage on him, but not much. As he took a swing at my head, I stepped into his embrace, ducking in under his arm. I latched my arm around his shoulder, lifting my feet to use all of my body weight to throw him off balance. As he stumbled, I swung my feet up over his other shoulder, making the tall guy land heavily on his back.

I turned my momentum from the fall into a backward somersault that I didn't quite get to finish. The tall guy rolled after his fall and was practically on top of me. In my current position, I was able to bring my knees up, shifting my hips slightly to make my legs come in faster than usual, into a position tha