[ She isn't scared. Having her arm twisted and snuck up on from behind is a move she wasn't anticipating, but she has enough instinct to rise on the balls of her feet to take some of the pressure off her shoulder. She glares at the house since he isn't in front of her to see it, but reluctantly lets go of the shard of sugar, dropping it to her feet and backing up the moment she's let go. ]
That's cheap, bringing a sword like that into a fight.
[ If they were both unarmed, she might have risen to the challenge, but she isn't stupid enough to go up against any blade larger than a pocket knife. ]
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That's cheap, bringing a sword like that into a fight.
[ If they were both unarmed, she might have risen to the challenge, but she isn't stupid enough to go up against any blade larger than a pocket knife. ]
Fine, let's do your investigating thing instead.