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As you walk, a man in black leaps out of the crowd, heading straight for you... and he's holding a sword!





You are alive, but badly wounded, and the attacker is free to strike again. Panic ripples through the crowd. In moments, everything will be chaos. Your guards may or may not be able to reach you in time to prevent your attacker's next strike.



You grip your royal scepter like a staff and strike at your assailant.





With a growl, you bring your weapon crashing down. He won't be harming anyone else ever again.