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With quite some effort, Skoff managed to parry the blow. A swordtip only barely missed his leg as he struggled to recover. He gave up some ground to buy time. The pirate had no idea how he could turn this one to his advantage.
He nonetheless drew himself up.
"Oh yeah? I'm shaking, I'm shaking," he sneered at the assassin.
Then there was another attack. Skoff moved his sword up to deflect the thrust, but the weapon bit his side. He quickly retreated some more, putting a table between the two of them. His vest darkened as blood began seeping through, but he ignored it. He wouldn't let a little blood deny him victory...
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