Wolfgang went into a highly mobile ready stance: a low crouch with his feet apart and his right foot quartered behind the left, every muscle in his body tense. This position gave him instant mobility to spring into a powerful attack. Breathing heavily, his teeth clenched, eyes wide and staring madly, he evenly distributed and balanced his weight, his left arm acting as a shield held away from his body. His eyes looked over his left shoulder and above the top of his shoulder as he tried to determine his opponent’s possible moves. Then he noticed the knife on the ground.