Duel

The villagers call for your to be fed to a dragon and you begin to feel queezy. The judge however silences them. 'Are we not civilized people? We don't feed people to dragons.' he scolds them and you see a ray of hope. 'Matters such as these can only be solved with a duel!'

The ray of hope dissapears as you find yourself about to cross blades with the pince on the field of honor. You are now in an arena. They give you a blade and for the life of you, you can't stop shaking.

the prince just got back from a war with the at cat p?ople and is an expert with the blade.

You are a fat wolf who has only seen weaponry in the movies.

You feel your life expectancy running shorter with every passing minute.

With the sound of a gong the fight is on! Taking what you think to be a proper fighting stance you...

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Fight with Honor

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