Down! Grievous commanded. Now bring it up! Steady. Faster!
The clash of sharpened steel echoed in Grievouss ears as he advanced slowly, his brown cloak flapping behind him as it followed his movements. He kept his mind in the fight, considering all angles: knowing which would help him win, knowing which would make him lose. He locked blades with his opponent again. He took a moment to feel the shift of dry soil under his clawed, bare feet.
Suddenly, Grievouss opponent thrust up his weapon toward Grievouss chest.
Ahh! Grievous yelled. He clutched his opponents sword. Then he stagge
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