He retreated up the stairs, watching as Baldric slowly followed. Ludwig’s mind was racing now, trying to think about how he could outmanoeuvre the oaf, but here, in this confined space, there was little room for such things.
“I said I’d come for you,” boasted Baldric, “and here I am, ready to cut you into little pieces.”
“You don’t scare me,” replied Ludwig. “You may be large, but you’re slow.”
Baldric laughed. “Come, face me in fair combat, and I shall make your death swift.” He lunged unexpectedly, his sword stabbing out three times in rapid succession.
Ludwig was forced back, struggling to maintain his footing. Baldric, energized by his success, redoubled his efforts, rushing forward, his body slamming into Ludwig and driving him back against the wall, his forearm up against the you
