The two farmers stood on the disputed ground. They would battle to resolve the claim. No one else was present; it was forbidden. It was the two men and their two weapons, little more than rocks wrapped in leather strips.
Without ceremony they screamed and ran towards each other, arms held back to deliver the first blow.
They stopped within range of each other and swung. The rocks, jagged edges exposed through the wrapping, slammed into the men’s heads, sending them reeling.
Blinded by pain and operating on the primitive, the main retained only enough awareness to use their weapons.
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