Go easy on the thugs
From Create Your Own Story
You begin walking towards the men. The leader grabs you around the waist, but you break free easily. Surprised, he takes a swing at your face. You dodge and pop him in the nose with your right fist, hearing a satisfying "thwack" as blood begins to flow from his now broken nose. He staggers backward, stunned, and falls to the dirty street on his arse, holding his face.
The two other men attack you simultaneously from both sides. You leap upward, propelled by your powerful thigh muscles, doing a split in midair and kicking both men, sending them flying. As your flexible legs reach full split, you hear two sharp rips, one after the other. You've ruined your dress on both sides.
As you land, you see one henchman get up and charge you. You calmly wait, then, at the last second, sidestep and smash your elbow into the side of his head. Detecting the second henchman trying to sneak up on you from behind, you kick out behind you with the force of a horse's kick, driving your boot into his solar plexus and making him fold in the middle in agony. The first henchman, shaking his dizzy head, swings his fist at you. You block it with your muscular forearm, then suddenly perform a cartwheel, kicking him in the face with both of your feet, one after the other. He crumples to the ground, and stays there.
The leader finally staggers to his feet and charges you. You kick out in front of you and he runs right into your outstretched leg with an "oof." Before he can do anything else, you unleash a high crescent kick to his face, your torn dress enabling you to now use the full spectrum of your high kicks. He falls to the grimy street.
The second henchman has finally managed to stand up straight. But not for long. You punch him in the jaw and his eyes cross. He's out cold before he hits the ground.
The leader groans, stirs, and sits up. He looks around at the scene, then at you as you approach him. "Please!" he begs, shaking with fear. "Don't hit me again! Enough! We give up!"
You feel a rush of satisfaction flow through you at the sexual role reversal, three men defeated and intimidated by a member of the so-called "fairer" sex. "Keep your pants clean and be glad I went easy on you. Now give me some information, and I won't have to hit you again."
"S...sure, Miss..."
"Van Helsing. Anastasia Van Helsing."
"Van Helsing?! The famous monster hunter family? THAT Van Helsing?!"
"That would be the one, yes."
"Of course, Miss Van Helsing. I...I don't have much information myself when it comes to monsters, but I know someone who does. Follow me and I'll take you to him."
You cross your heavily muscled arms in front of you, thinking. If he's telling the truth, this could be a good lead. Then again, he could be lying, waiting to lead you into a vulnerable spot so he and his men can get revenge on you for beating them up so easily.
