Death's Blood Ch. Seventeen: Entry to the Underworld

To make sure that he will not get up again, i drive my khopesh in his chin and flip him over my shoulder. i look around, seeing that everyone is dead. i sheathe my khopeshes. now, i can continue my business.

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Death's Blood Ch. Twenty-Two: Cracks in the Glass

I lunge toward him, my left khopesh high and my right khopesh low. he manages to parry both strikes. already, i have not been thinking. then again, vadimir is not one to think during a fight. every fight needs a strategy.

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Death's Blood Ch. Sixteen: Insurance and Woe

Before the enemy tells me to, i drop my khopeshes and put my hands up. i let him search me before i sweep his leg with mine. i quickly duck, to retrieve my khopeshes.

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Death's Blood Ch. Thirteen: The Weight of the World

I swing both khopeshes, but not with the inner arcs. the other side of each is blunt enough to knock the wind out of him. i kick him before i loom over him with my right khopesh to his throat, and growl, "yield."

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Death's Blood Ch. Eighteen: The Underworld Lord's Deal

I turn back, to the last weasel, which i behead with both khopeshes. i dash from stack to stack of dynamite crates. when in range, i use my left khopesh to force the bear's rifle upwards, and he lets it fire.

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MMG: Tombthieves Entombed

And keep both hands gripping the khopesh, holding it protectively over her form. "how is one, frail little cunt too much for you to take on alone?" the bull demanded. the heat of ire and battle began to bleed out from the air.

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Death's Blood Ch. Nine: Costumes

With the hook of my right khopesh, i tear into his arm, which makes him drop his pistol. the second he digs in his sidearm, i thrust my left khopesh up his chin and he instantly goes limp.

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Wolves' Legacy 3: Chapter 18

He pulled his khopesh and started cutting tamat, but it was no use as it vanished and reappeared, but his khopesh was thrown away. the grip of the demon was so strong that anubis would die with his neck snapped.

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MMG: From Death, A Demon Stirs

He turned sharply around, drawing his khopesh. "the _fuck_ are you doing over here? i told you to stay-fucking-put!" "i'm bored and i can't tell what you two are talking about!" the hippo groaned.

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Death's Blood Ch. Thirty-One: Curtain Call

I pull the khopesh from the metal-mesh, and then slash from right to left, on her midsection. though her blood stains the dress, the wound is not fatal. i step to her, presenting my khopeshes.

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Death's Blood Ch. Twelve: To Vanquish Madness

I draw my left khopesh and thrust through a gap in the bars, which should have been plunged into his mid-section, but he quickly backs up, chuckling. "so, now y-want t-kill me? too bad. i may be in a cage, but you haven't the key." i sheathe my khopesh.

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Death's Blood Ch. Twenty-Three: From Tree To Tree

As the dog on my left recovers, i stab him with both khopeshes, and then shove him aside, to the rifleman. finally, he shoots, and stumbles. i slash with both my khopeshes, separating his head from his neck. i focus on the remaining mercenary.

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