“Angrily, he pulled himself up next to the long-worn paint that warned he and his sister to keep out, and turned, reaching up to wipe away the blood flowing from his lip."You can't teach me like this! You cannot expect me to achieve the same skills as you. You're a decade and a half younger than me for a start; and you've been trained as a gladiator. I've been trained as a soldier. It's a whole different thing."Masgava bent forward and collected Fronto's fallen blade."This is pretty, but in the ...hands of the wrong man it is just an ornament.""Oh piss off. Yes, it's pretty. But it's a good, solid, military blade nonetheless. And I do know how to use it, and use it well. I've stuck one of those in so many Celts these past four years that I'm starting to see anyone with a moustache as a threat.""Then why this?" Masgava indicated the fact that Fronto was battered, bruised and slightly soiled and leaning against the door for support by pointing the fine blade at him."Because you've got me wielding the bloody thing in my left hand.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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