"Good thing you were both heavily armoured. A fight that vicious could have ended badly."@en . "it could go either way."@en . "[\u2026]You are upon them in an instant, slashing and stabbing, your swords clashing, cutting[\u2026] \n\nSoon there is nothing left but a bloody, pulpy mass[\u2026] But as you stare at the mess[\u2026] you realise there is no way now to find out who you have killed.[\u2026]"@en . . "A reunion"@en . "[\u2026]are upon them in an instant[,..]swords clashing.\n\nYou stop for breath. You raise your visor, and your opponent raises theirs. You lock eyes. In a rush of affection, you recognise an old friend. In a moment, you're embracing, tears in your eyes."@en . "From: [[]] \t Enemy? But everybody likes you! Still, you feel the flare of hatred for whoever it is you might be chasing. [Find the rest of the story at ]"@en . "A vicious fight"@en . "Enemy? But everybody likes you! Still, you feel the flare of hatred for whoever it is you might be chasing."@en . . "Your enemy is unknown to you"@en . "A dream about galloping"@en . "From: [[]] \t Enemy? But everybody likes you! Still, you feel the flare of hatred for whoever it is you might be chasing. [Find the rest of the story at ]"@en . . . . .