His knife sinks into your shoulder while yours sinks into his skull, up from below his chin.
Blood flows in equal amounts from both of your wounds, except your opponent's is mortal.
The opposing gladiator slumps onto the ground, his neck engulfed in red blood. He is dead.
The crowd cheers and applauds.
"[i]Would you like to leave with 1,000 Credits or stay and fight?[/i]" the announcer asks from the fencing speakers.
English
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No I need to get patched up
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"[i]Alright.[/i]" The exiting gates open to Rosskaya. 1,000 Credits are uploaded into your virtual wallet.