*Elbow raises the spear to his side and crouches. He waits, unsure whether this is an intruder, or a member of the crew until the man in black armor answers his question with a raised sword. Elbow deflects the downswing with the blade of his spear and rolls to the side. While the man struggles to disembed his sword from the wooden frame of Elbow's bunk, Elbow levels the spear tip at his neck and cries out.*
Halt!
*The man ignores the cry, yanks the sword free, and thrusts it towards Elbow's ribs. Elbow feels a sting in his side as he thrusts his spear into the gap in armor above the man's shoulder. The man falls and stays down. Elbow runs from the bunk room to the deck, his heart still pounding.*

((2 left?))
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