Shemaru

Quivering, you pull out your sword. You really don't know how to use it, but you know now the only thing that can save you is instinct.

"You cannot beat me," Janis snarls. "It won't happen." He holds his sword in front of him.

And it's all over. He moves like a lightening bolt, and before you know what happened you're on the ground trying to cover an enormous cut going across your chest.