Laney crouched and started moving clockwise around Biadet, who stood still, tracking Laney with her eyes.As Laney edged her way around, she crouched lower and lower until it seemed like she would soon be crawling like a crab. Biadet stood straight, the humongous axe resting on her shoulder, her face betraying zero emotion.“Take a good look, Gabor,” said Laney in a playful voice. “Tell me what you think. What are my odds?”The two men who had been fighting alongside Laney when we arrived were watching with what looked like amusement. The taller one, who was called Roland, had donated his weapon to Biadet, so he obviously had nothing against girls fighting to the death. Very egalitarian.The shorter, stockier one was apparently called Gabor. He scratched his chin with a gloved hand and said, “It does not look good, I’m afraid, little lady. You might win this fight, maybe, one in a hundred.”This assessment produced a very slight twitch in Biadet’s lef
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