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[smallestopener]

Ingress pulls the practice knife, pointed upwards, through the air in a slow, careful motion. Her face is set in an expression of deep concentration.

"That does make sense," she says, watching the motion of the knife. "To thrust the knife up under the ribs, instead of through the ribs. I never thought about bones getting in the way

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[oneman_onevote]

Havelock nods in a tranquil manner, sat on the grass beside her and watching.

"They do, believe me," he says. "Stabbing blindly at someone is inefficient. It only becomes worthwhile once you are sure of yourself."

[smallestopener]

"Close-in fighting will be hard."

She hesitates a moment.

"People have lots of blood inside them."

She's seen.

[oneman_onevote]

Havelock nods.

"Yes," he says clinically. "Frequently, you will be able to gauge your success from that. If the wound bleeds profusely, you have likely hit an artery, and such wounds are always serious."

Hopefully she will be prepared for that, or fighting with blades is going to be a challenge.

[smallestopener]

She nods. It's better she prepare as early and often as she can. Killing people - or hurting them, for that matter - will always be a challenge for Ingress, but as a Herald, she knows it will be part of her job.

"Then they die faster. Which is good, because then there's less pain."

Her mother died very quickly, so at least- at least she knows that.