Dwarf Swords a Fair Fight does not Make

She emerged from that small room with six knives, three for each hand - she could hold no more and had no belts to carry more - remember, she had no clothing to speak of. She stood and saw that facing her was a figure wrapped in a cloak.

"Friend or foe?" queried Astra.

The figure remained silent for a moment, and then attacked! Astra dodged to the left as the figure ran forward, the stranger was fast - very fast! Astra threw a knife into the attackers back, but it seemed to make no impression. The stranger whirled and kicked Astra in the bare belly - Astra lost hold of three knives! The fight continued, hand to leg to arm to foot - until Astra was again weaponless, while the mysterious attacker still held a slim, sharp blade. Astra was wide-eyed with fear - a fear she had not felt in many moons - this stranger was fighting with Aqualarian battle techniques! The fight raged on for another ten minutes, but in the end, without weapon, without shield, and without robes, Astra lost. She forfeit her life. The stranger walked away and into a strange bath of light even as a pool of crimson blood pooled beneath the corpse of Astra.

1. follow the stranger...
2. follow Fred, last seen trudging up the corridor to the Library...

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