The dagger left another gash across Rose, getting her in the shoulder this time. Something tore, leaving her left arm useless for a few until it patched itself up. The slash across her stomach had already healed, and the one on her back was getting there.
The slap with the hilt made her see stars for a moment, and the backed off, blinking rapidly to try and clear her head. "You ain't bad," she said. "But I'm better." She crouched, then jumped up, slashing again with her right hand.
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