The sword deflects slightly off the gauntlets, nicking Jase's arm as it spins towards the wall.
The man, in a bought of uncontrolled rage, rushes towards Jase.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather