He jerked to the side and the knife glanced off the metal
plate on his jerkin, which was there for just that purpose, and the fight was
on. He didn’t bother drawing his own blade yet, but rather slammed into his
attacker, sending both tumbling into the shadows. He jumped to his feet and
retreated into the dim light, drawing his knife as he withdrew. He waited a few
moments, but no one emerged from the dark recess. Daring a glance around, he
saw he was alone. Unwilling to push his luck further, he bolted towards the
well-lit main street.
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