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Sizing up his competition, Sephi tilts his sword inquisitively, trying to get a feel for an attack on the opponets. They quickly break, surrounding Sephi in a triangle formation to keep him off-guard. One of them, a maceman, struck out, but Sephi parried the blow and kneed the man in the stomach. Another of the fighters, this one wielding a flail, swung at Sephi but missed. Still, his chain hooked around Sephi's blade and hoisted it, which is exactly what Sephi was counting on.
He spun with the pull, adding momentum to his fist as he brought it into the flailman's sternum. With a rush of air, he crumpled to the ground and clutched for his chest, wondering what the hell had just happened. Sephi quickly retrieved his blade and turned to the swordsman in the bunch. He didn't look particularly skilled, even though he was the one talking earlier. The best of a bad bunch. Sephi took him out with just a feint jab to the left and an upward slash from the right, slicing him from waist to shoulder.
Taking Jaclyn by the arm, he walked out of the room and through the front door, going back to the One Eyed Wolf tavern.
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