“My…comrade rattles everyone,” she said to the judge. “It’s not Maldynado’s fault.” “I wish I could have awarded Maldynado a few points, at least,” the judge said. “He has superior style and technique.” “If he hadn’t been shaken in the beginning, do you think he would have won?” “No, your man is too fast. It might have been a more interesting match, but…” The judge massaged his bald pate. “Technically speaking, Maldynado is the better fencer. Your man is the better killer.” Amaranthe nodded. The accolade certainly did not surprise.
