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Then you agree to leave? I say.

The woman screams in pain.She has cut me

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

No, I say.I would rather kill you.

He is no friend of mine, the fair man says.Do with him what you wish.

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.

Then you agree to leave? I say.

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?

The woman screams in pain.She has cut me

Then you agree to leave? I say.

Last chance, I say.Leave or die.

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.

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?

My compliments, he says.

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

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.

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

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

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

Last chance, I say.Leave or die.

You foul creature the brute shouts as he dashes forward and tries to run me through. But I have sidestepped his lunge, and tripped him. As he tries to raise his head from the ground, I kneel beside him and pull his head back by the hair. My blade rests across his exposed throat, and I speak to the ugly woman and the fair man, who at least has had the wits to wait to see what I can do.

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.

You are proud, I say.You have seen my skills. Why not withdraw? Your death will prove nothing here.

Last chance, I say.Leave or die.

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