I neared him again, looking for any sort of opening. He stayed completely still however, looking deep into my eyes. I stared back at his as I kicked his knee. He stumbled a slight bit and I pounced, aiming for his head but however he tilted his body and I instead hit his shoulder in which he held the shield. It began bleeding heavily but I decided to draw back in fear of a counter. He stood for a moment, seemingly deep in thought before saying, "There really is no way of using her". He tossed her out into the fire and she became a part of the flames. "She'll always be a dumb blonde" he muttered before assuming a two handed stance. This time he was the one to approach me as I circled him. Suddenly, he swiftly slashed at me, injuring my chest. Blood began to pour out but it was a non fatal wound. I took the chance as he was out of position to charge at him but he raised his leg, turning my momentum against me and kicking me away. His wound seemed deeper than mine but he showed no pain so I couldn't tell how effective it was. I stutter stepped at him again but he in response thruster his sword directly at my chest. I narrowly dodged most of it but was scraped on my arm. He, however, instead of drawing back again he raised his sword and aimed to split my skull. I parried it with my dagger and quickly retreated to no avail. He followed me like a rabbid dog and slashed my face. Once again the cut wasn't very deep but, no matter how deep the cut, a cut to the face damages my appearance heavily. In a rage I lunged at him and bit his nose. He clawed at my face with one of his arms and pushed me off but I returned to slash his cheek. It was a deep cut and blood gushed out of the wound and I could see his tongue poke out. I finally faltered and stepped back, regaining my breath and plotting my next attack. I this time would aim to finish the fight by throwing the dagger at his forhead. We weren't that far apart so the success rate would be high.
I pulled back my hand and hoped that he'd die.