land on your hands!
You rifle through his pockets, but find nothing of interest other than
his whip. You got a whip!
Behind you, you see the village elder backed up against a wall,
looking at you with incredulity. In front of you is an open passage
outside, but many guards are lurking, some coming closer, alerted by
the commotion.
You reach your hands out, and they absorb the most of the fall,
sending your legs careening forward in a somersault. Now this, this
the guard does not see coming! You land on top of him, feet first.
Before he can react, you bring your handcuffs down upon the back of
his head, knocking him out. Karma at its finest!
