“You look like you can handle yourself,” the Contessa said.
That this was not a question, but a statement. Susanna turned her back to him, and headed for the games room. From there she selected two foils, and tossed one casually to him. The smooth flight of the blade hinted it was balanced… She’s had a lot of practice with a blade…
Marc preferred something more substantive as a weapon, something that could free a foe of their limbs. He grabbed it from out of the air by the hilt, and naturally adopted a fighting stance. These were beautifully forged, and the design on the hilt was exquisite.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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