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Blast! Grimslade thought. He had lost the element of surprise. Now things had to get messy. Still, it was worth it. He figured that this pirate had at least a few gold pieces on him, which could afford the assasin to live comfortably until he found his next employer.
Ignoring the chaos around him, Grimslade aimed an elegant cut at his opponent, slicing through the air perfectly and gracefully.
"There are no words to describe you!" he hissed, hoping he could spark the pirate's rage with a few barbed insults.
(NB: I hope that insult is correct- I can barely remember the Monkey Island insults! It was so long ago!!)
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