A few moments into the fight, and there was a lull in the action. I tried to stay upright, without leaning on my sword, while he swayed slightly on the spot, blood pouring in a slow but steady stream down the axe in his hand.
I took the chance to try and stop this, one last time.
"I really don't want to do this."
"Few people want to die."
"That's not what I meant!"
He swung the axe, and we fought for a few moments.
At the end, I looked down at him.
"I guess you were one who did."
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