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datatime: 2022-12-08 06:54:04 Author:umjJzVjc

What have you done? he gasps as blood begins to show around my knife. Dropping his sword, he reaches down and pulls out the knife with both hands. Bad move-now the blood spurts out, over his hands and onto the ground. He still cannot comprehend that I have defeated him.You witch

That is better than a corpse. I come closer so that I stand above him. I stick out my hand.May I have my knife back please?

That is better than a corpse. I come closer so that I stand above him. I stick out my hand.May I have my knife back please?

That is better than a corpse. I come closer so that I stand above him. I stick out my hand.May I have my knife back please?

All right, cold woman, he says as he turns to leave.I am no match for you. But he has hardly turned his back on me when he spins and tries to take off my head with his sword. Ducking, I thrust forward and plant my blade in his abdomen. There I leave it as I back off a few steps. He is still regaining his balance from his failed attack. He stares down at my knife in amazement. I don't know if he understands yet that his wound is fatal.

But since he now knows I am a woman, he cannot walk away. Sicilian pride-he finally draws his sword and points it in my direction.

Pointing my knife at him, I laugh.I have been trained by far more experienced teachers. Leave here this instant or I will cut you badly.

What have you done? he gasps as blood begins to show around my knife. Dropping his sword, he reaches down and pulls out the knife with both hands. Bad move-now the blood spurts out, over his hands and onto the ground. He still cannot comprehend that I have defeated him.You witch

All right, cold woman, he says as he turns to leave.I am no match for you. But he has hardly turned his back on me when he spins and tries to take off my head with his sword. Ducking, I thrust forward and plant my blade in his abdomen. There I leave it as I back off a few steps. He is still regaining his balance from his failed attack. He stares down at my knife in amazement. I don't know if he understands yet that his wound is fatal.

Then you agree to leave? I say.

He smiles but I have angered him. He takes a swipe at me with his blade, trying to cut my left shoulder. But he misses, and another smooth swipe also fails to draw blood. He appears more puzzled than worried.

You move well, he says.

No, I say.I would rather kill you.

You are young, Pino says.Why make such a rash decision?

Then you agree to leave? I say.

He moves closer still. The tip of his blade dangles three feet from my face-I could almost reach out, without moving my feet, and take it from him. But I am too much the good sport, and I don't want Dante to see me as a supernatural being. Then I might have to kill him as well. It is funny, how I know Dante, without even being introduced to him.

The brute, my knife scratching his trembling throat, is agreeable.We will be gone, he says.

He takes a step closer.My name is Pino. I would take no pleasure in killing such a beautiful woman as you. Drop your knife, and let us take pleasure in each other.

If you leave now, I say.I will let this man live.

He moves closer still. The tip of his blade dangles three feet from my face-I could almost reach out, without moving my feet, and take it from him. But I am too much the good sport, and I don't want Dante to see me as a supernatural being. Then I might have to kill him as well. It is funny, how I know Dante, without even being introduced to him.

All right, cold woman, he says as he turns to leave.I am no match for you. But he has hardly turned his back on me when he spins and tries to take off my head with his sword. Ducking, I thrust forward and plant my blade in his abdomen. There I leave it as I back off a few steps. He is still regaining his balance from his failed attack. He stares down at my knife in amazement. I don't know if he understands yet that his wound is fatal.

Pino drops to his knees, bleeding over everything.But he is a leper, he gasps.

I have been trained by the Vatican guards, he says.You may submit to me now, or I will have your head.

What have you done? he gasps as blood begins to show around my knife. Dropping his sword, he reaches down and pulls out the knife with both hands. Bad move-now the blood spurts out, over his hands and onto the ground. He still cannot comprehend that I have defeated him.You witch

He moves closer still. The tip of his blade dangles three feet from my face-I could almost reach out, without moving my feet, and take it from him. But I am too much the good sport, and I don't want Dante to see me as a supernatural being. Then I might have to kill him as well. It is funny, how I know Dante, without even being introduced to him.

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