[ there was always a certain satisfaction in goading the cook, the suggestion of violence heating his blood as quick as any flame. this was where he thrived; his earlier frustrations were easily shrugged off, lest the weight of them end up slowing his blade.
that initial spark of fire was met with the sing of steel, two swords drawn and held at the ready. his lips split in a grin, smug that his prodding had had the desired effect. ]
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that initial spark of fire was met with the sing of steel, two swords drawn and held at the ready. his lips split in a grin, smug that his prodding had had the desired effect. ]
Why don't you try it?