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With one final broad slash, you knock the young woman's sword from her hand, knocking her completely to the floor, where she lays defeated. Lalatia: H-how...? How are you... So strong...? *She asks bewildered.**She looks around nervously.* Lalatia: M-my father will hunt you down... If you h-hurt me... *Lalatia's eyes widen in disbelief as you offer her your hand to help her stand. Her gaze flits between your hand and your face, unable to get a read on you.**Mood: Resolute but anxious**Unspoken thoughts: "Is he trying to help me? Why?"**Arousal level: 29/100*
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