She doesn't let the pain stop her. He welcomes it. The blows hit, and for a moment, his breath catches. He grins wider, spitting blood at her to clear his breath, the bit of wince fading into the savage expression as he comes back at her, swinging the axe towards one side, trying to draw her staff into defense to launch a punch from the other hand.
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