William helps you up with a grin and a faux bow, dropping into an exaggerated sword fighter's stance, weapon lose in his hand. "But madam, I do not wish to fight thee!" No matter the language, or the syntax, his translation is corny to the point of making you cringe.
[16+1 vs 4+2] You parry, and he ducks, but not fast enough -- you lunge forward with a kick out of the blue. He blinks as it impacts his side, and he stumbles away. He raises a brow, and you return his grin savagely. "Alphie told me she was a pirate -- she was right!"
[13+1 vs 11+2] "That was a di-" You lunge while he's speaking, forcing him to guard against the sudden savage blow. A brief snarl curls across his face as he tries to deflect the blade, only for you to twist out of his parry and smack him in the chest with the point.
[1+1 vs 18+2] He doesn't speak or taunt now as he circles you, and you mirror his steps. His sanguine smile is back, the corners of his mouth twitching. Twisting suddenly to strike, you move to dodge -- only for his elbow to impact your chest with a hard hollow thump. It drives the air from your lungs.
[14+1 vs 4+2] The next blow catches you across the face suddenly, and sends into the snow -- you stagger back to your feet quickly, however, just in time to block William's next savage strike.
[17+1 vs 18+2][3+5 vs 12+1] The rubber bends hard, cracks echoing from the hard plastic core as you both push against the other's weapon. Both of you use your body weight and tremendous strength fully now -- instinctively, your willpowers begin to lash at one another as well. Your's is naturally stronger, and William flinches. A wicked grin flashes across his face as he leans in -- and he kisses you, just for a brief second. Surprised, you stumble, and the swords break.
"I win!" William grins, as you land on your ass. You stare at him, shocked, but he just grins, offering you a hand.
"Just remember this: The skilled swordsman and tactician sometimes feign weakness...and always, always, does the unexpected whenever possible."