[he takes the sword, gripping it tightly in his right hand—it's a bit awkward, but he's fought with his right hand before, so it's far from the worst.
but it does mean that his left arm is now hanging there looking... not so good.]
It won't kill me. We got bigger things to worry about right now. [it's like his ribs all over again, he can use the adrenaline from his survival instincts to bite back the pain.]
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but it does mean that his left arm is now hanging there looking... not so good.]
It won't kill me. We got bigger things to worry about right now. [it's like his ribs all over again, he can use the adrenaline from his survival instincts to bite back the pain.]