Novelist Mitchell Graham Duels at Dragon*Con
The blade lunged toward my chest, but I was ready. My opponent didn’t have a chance. I parried, striking his foil aside . . . At least, that’s what I meant to do. With a deft flick of his wrist, his foil circled my heavier rapier, never allowing my blade to touch his. I had time to think, “Uh-oh, I’m… Read more →