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As is often the case with Sorrel, I give the usual warning about bad language!
Three had dropped into a fighting stance, his expression hard. He was no longer thinking about taking me captive. The other woman had gone silent, and I wondered fleetingly what had become of her. If I could deal with Three, I'd try and help her.
Three took an experimental swing, trying to gauge my skill. I let him almost pink me. Lull him into false confidence. The blow came closer than I had intended, and I only just managed to parry his strike. Volg it, he was fast! I had a nasty suspicion that I was lulling him into a realistic feeling of confidence.