Man of War – Excerpt No. 265

Tired to these games, Marc committed himself fully. Every attack was followed by another, and yet Susanna continued to fight defensively, without yielding him an inch. 

After a solid minute of strikes and blocks, he took a powerful swipe at her neck. The blade sliced through thin air without making contact, and just like that she was gone.

He felt something slap against his backside and realised it was the flat edge of her blade. While not powerful enough to tear the fabric, there would be a nasty bruise in the morning.

French Lord swinging his sword through thin air. Setting and clothing appropriate for the 16th century Venice parlour at night.

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