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The assassin began digging the grave before her very eyes, causing anger to surge through her veins. “I don't care, Arthur, you can do your worst when I return—but don't cross the line so you don't lose your life tonight.” she thought and unsheathed her sword, taking to her heels towards the assassin who already had the feeling that someone was after him.

He pulled out his sword and then a duel took place between them. Their swords collided, crossing each other as they fumed in anger, glaring at each other.

She pulled back and drew out a knife which she held in her left hand, jumping towards him, and leaving on his neck a slash with the knife. He didn't pull back either, instead, he overlooked the cut and rushed towards her, taking action with his sword and she responded to it causing a clanging sound that echoed in the bush.

“Back off!” she said to her. But the response she got was a sudden hit on her face which sent her to the floor. She rolled backwards as he came forward with his