Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
Darkeye nodded curtly. He didn't like that it had to be this way. "To be honest, I don't like this kind of business, it's too vague. I at least like to know what kind." One pack was enough, he didn't need another.
He realized that his attempt had failed. Another could, he thought to himself, but the weapon change from her was too fast. There were not many options left. Either he hits her now with much force against the leading has and risks a worse injury or he rather evades. He decided to dodge, but the blade tore his clothes at the shoulder and scratched the upper skin a bit. He pressed his leg against her belly. He tried an old judo throw. Was he fast enough?
He smiled broadly when she hit him. The advantage with daggers is you don't need much strength skill was all you needed and she seems to have understood that.
He realized that his attempt had failed. Another could, he thought to himself, but the weapon change from her was too fast. There were not many options left. Either he hits her now with much force against the leading has and risks a worse injury or he rather evades. He decided to dodge, but the blade tore his clothes at the shoulder and scratched the upper skin a bit. He pressed his leg against her belly. He tried an old judo throw. Was he fast enough?
He smiled broadly when she hit him. The advantage with daggers is you don't need much strength skill was all you needed and she seems to have understood that.
— the smartest do
