[Both daggers were forced free from each other when Nesir kicked away, though by some miracle he didn't drop the one he'd managed to stab her with. That had been so satisfying to feel it enter her flesh, the delicious sound she made and how the blood poured.
He stumbled back for a few seconds while the world came back into focus. Blood ran freely in a thick crimson line down one side of his chest from that wound, following the line of his coat before vanishing behind his belt. The grinding agony from the wound renewed as he tried to move that shoulder; sure enough the blade had scraped bone. He coughed, tasted blood but spat it to one side, eyes never leaving Nesir.
She's not the only one so well-versed in ignoring pain however and he pressed himself flatly to the floor as she threw another dagger at him. When she leapt next he was waiting to grab at her legs and pull her over when she landed. Knife in his useful, though injured hand still just hungry to stab or slash again at her.]
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He stumbled back for a few seconds while the world came back into focus. Blood ran freely in a thick crimson line down one side of his chest from that wound, following the line of his coat before vanishing behind his belt. The grinding agony from the wound renewed as he tried to move that shoulder; sure enough the blade had scraped bone. He coughed, tasted blood but spat it to one side, eyes never leaving Nesir.
She's not the only one so well-versed in ignoring pain however and he pressed himself flatly to the floor as she threw another dagger at him. When she leapt next he was waiting to grab at her legs and pull her over when she landed. Knife in his useful, though injured hand still just hungry to stab or slash again at her.]