The stab is there, but Lady Phyffe seems to react to the move and, while not stabbed through the knee, gets a deep slice to the back of the knee. She yells in frustration as the cut makes her hobble and collapse, losing grip on the sword and toppling into a heap on what looks to be a crypt.
"You bastard! this will be...wait. Where the bloody hell am I?"
The voice is now in ownership of a crisp British accent.
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