T25.193 The Sellsword, Part 9.7
Gritting his teeth, Hajer reached for the handaxe the hung from his girdle with his right hand.
Though he imagined what he was going to do next might break his arm and bring him immense suffering, he deemed it preferable to a painful death.
Gripping his axe tightly, Hajer swung at the bark of the Sprig with all his might.
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