[Cesare's hand twitched, suddenly wishing he still held the lance of Longinus. How dare he? How dare this man...? A shudder of sheer, barely contained rage ran through his body, his hands balled into fists at his sides. It was nothing but the lacking knowledge of his opponent's fighting prowess that held him back at this point.
He took a threatening step towards the man, crowding him.]
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He took a threatening step towards the man, crowding him.]
I find that odd, signore, for I don't know you.