Ginger engages Radegast, fully expecting to lose. He was a soldier, but Chorans (Radegast's species) were naturally stronger, and Radegast had far more practice as far as swords were concerned. He felt the blade nick his arm as he sluggishly went to parry the blow. Blood seeped from multiple cuts, while Radegast was untouched so far. Ginger ducked under a blow, and slammed his shoulder into Radegast's chest, feeling a rib or two cave in, and felt a renewed vigor surge through him. This was not his grave...