

A figure gathers swords into his arms while two others walk away with their heads down.
He has won. There is no question about that. He holds three swords, two more lie on the ground at his feet, and the people who lost them are leaving.
Look at his face. He is smirking. Not satisfied, not relieved, pleased with himself in a small ugly way, and he is watching them go rather than looking at what he has gained.
The two who are leaving have their backs to him. One has stopped and dropped his head. Neither of them is going to be back.
Behind, broken water under a ragged sky. The weather here has been rough and has not cleared.
Nobody in this card is standing near anyone else.
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