Bloody hell," he gasped. "Harry. There's a knife in my leg. When did that happen?"

"In the duel," I told him. "Don't you remember?"

"I thought you'd stepped on me and sprained my ankle," Ramirez replied. Then he blinked again. "Bloody hell. There's a knife in my guts." He peered at them. "And they match.

Auteur: Jim Butcher

Bloody hell," he gasped. "Harry. There's a *knife* in my leg. When did *that* happen?"<br /><br />"In the duel," I told him. "Don't you remember?"<br /><br />"I thought you'd stepped on me and sprained my ankle," Ramirez replied. Then he blinked again. "Bloody hell. There's a *knife* in my guts." He peered at them. "And they match. - Jim Butcher

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