The rain poured down as the combatants circled,
store, each daring the other to attack. The tall man struck first, testing the waters. The dark haired woman instantly reacted, their swords meeting with a spark. The metallic clash of steel created the background music for the dance of death. The rain never slackened, and neither did their fight. Ducking a slash,
birkenstock outlet, she dealt a swift cut on his side. He laughed, a chilling sound. "Come now,
Fast Stop, Quick Go, you could have done better than that." "Of course. I was giving a warning." It went unheeded. This fight would only end with death. The dance continued, determination radiating from both figures. A few scarce moments later, she was against the wall, her sword lying several feet away. His sword rested at her throat. He leaned close. "Goodbye,
Fenghuanghua, old friend." "Goodbye." she replied as he fell, her knife now bloodied. She picked up her sword, and walked away as the sky cleared and dawn tinged the horizon.
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