The Knight brought the blade down on the woman, the head flying off of her shoulders as a shower of blood came out of her body.

"Gah, I am so sick of this." The Knight growled as he kicked the dead body away. He went up to the next bound woman. "This blade is too sharp, the death comes too quick!"

His squire held out a blade. "Try mine, sir. It's duller and it won't cut through as quickly."

The Knight took the blade, and cut into the woman's shoulder. It cut a bit deep, but not fatally, and she started to scream in pain.

"...my boy, you will go far as a Knight when your time comes."