Yuri tries to tug her out as best he can, but when that doesn't work, he shoves his sword into the dirt to pull a knife from his boot, flicking it around to hold the handle out to her. It's a steak knife, but it's sharp and serrated and should work.
"Not a sword, but, hell," he says it with a shrug in his voice. Once she takes it, he picks up his sword again, intent to slice off a few more vines, despite his new lacking skill.
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"Not a sword, but, hell," he says it with a shrug in his voice. Once she takes it, he picks up his sword again, intent to slice off a few more vines, despite his new lacking skill.