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Kill Him
You make a sweeping gesture with one arm which throws your cloak wide, revealing hidden depths of crimson liner. As you do this, you draw your sword with your other arm and insert it into your foe's chest like that's where it always belonged.
"Guh," he says, then coughs slightly to get that cinematic trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth. Slowly, he looks down at the blade embedded in his chest. "Why?" he asks.
You withdraw the sword and a satisfying river of arterial blood gushes from the wound. You flick residual blood from the blade as he topples to the ground. You kneel down next to him and say "Nothing personal." as you wipe your sword clean on the back of his shirt. No point in saying anything else, he's already gone.
You stand up and sheathe your sword. With that bit of ultra-violence out of the way, it's time to find some other thing to pass the time.