The man—from accidents and catastrophes, ironically enough—originally scheduled to moderate this duel had been cursed. Not by magic in the round before, but by some bad shellfish. Indeed, tweny minutes after Mr. Blott and Miss Sykes (Anne's matron) were set to face off, the many had been found in the privvy.

Enter Kit.

In the interest of time saving, he did not even bother reviewing the rules, instead inviting Blott to begin without any ado whatsoever.

Nick Blott casting first. Please tag Constance Sykes in your post. You have 48 hours, or forfeit!

  

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Duelling had been a breeze so far, actually. Nick hadn't known he had such a talent for this – but it was that, or that his competition had all been hapless losers, and surely the former made more sense?

He bowed to the school matron and ventured to disarm her.

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Constance Sykes

  

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