"All right, sir! Bring it on!" she exclaimed, quickly pulling out the spear tied behind her back and pointing it at his chest.
He chuckled, distracting his new opponent, and in less than a second he drew both weapons, turning on himself and hitting Freydis's spear, which was unbalanced sideways.
"What happened? I thought we started!" he continued, trying to act tough.
She repeatedly tried to hit him with a series of very fast attacks, followed by a sweep, towards his legs.
After the third time in a row that Dag managed to dodge that heavy blow, he put his foot on the spear and disarmed Freydis, sprinting behind her and pointing the blade of the axe at her throat.
"Fuck...!" she said, as she caught her breath back.
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