The frenchies stop in their tracks, turn around and charge back up to the path. The leader looks frustrated and disappointed. He says ‘Sorry sir, contrasting to yourself, I have an educated mastery of an alternative vernacular, you English are so insolent. You have let my men down, you have let me down, but most of all you have let yourself down and for that you must die. A duel sir, mono a mono, just the two of us.’
He draws his sword, his men quickly form a circle around you both, blocking your escape route. It is quite clear that you are going to have to fight this chap.
He swishes his sword in a masterful way, it flies through the air in a web of death, he feigns lunges and strikes, the likes of which you have never seen before, his sword looks to be made of the finest Spanish steel, this guy is a true sword master… and he is using his left hand.
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