“Fast. You have to react faster,” Rowan said as his sword passed within inches of Osric’s face.
Osric danced back and feinted left, then quickly changed direction, trying to catch him when he was off balance, on his back foot. Or so it had seemed to Osric. Rowan’s wrist pivoted, turning to parry the attack, but then Osric moved. The attack had been a second feint. He ducked under Rowan’s guard and struck, his practice sword connecting solidly with …
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