"Am I not going to fight a wounded man, or are there no real soldiers in Neon at all?

But <<user> > doesn't answer. She makes the first lunge, grabbing her swords and beginning the battle. Despite the pain in her ribs and her bleeding arm, she continues to fight. Desperately. The clang of iron can be heard for miles.

No one has the strength left. It looks like he's found a worthy opponent.