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The odds are stacked against me
Outnumbered three to one
These men are seasoned warriors
But I stand my ground
Waiting
Let them come
Ready
Cut them down
No chainmail for protection
I don't have a shield
Surprise my one advantage
Keeping my sword concealed
Hidden
Out of sight
Ready
Prepared to bite
The first man's coming at me
I am not afraid
The time has finally come now
To introduce my blade
Flashing
Fear its name
Slashing
Feel the pain
This is my sword
We are one and the same
