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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/5/2017 4:26:35 AM
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As soon as he had realised he wasn't breaking free his hand moved to his belt.
As soon as the sword touched his throat, he had a dagger touching her stomach.
English
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"Oh come on, who'd win in a fight, the person with a slit throat or the person with a stabbed stomach?" The woman asked rhetorically. She knew he knew the answer; or at least hoped. She was still standing, the man was pinned to the ground. Her blade was at his throat, his was at her stomach.
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"If I slit an artery, you'd bleed out within fifteen minutes." He pointed out, lowering his dagger.
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She rolled her eyes. "If I slit your throat, you'd be dead within ONE minute." She raised and sheathed her sword, and extended a hand to help the man up. "It was a good duel, though."
