From Inside the Grey House:
Vincent reached around, grasped the blade and pulled the sword slowly out of his body. As he removed the sword, he healed himself, trying hard to control the amount of blood seeping from his wound. He could still afford to lose more blood, but the more he lost, the slower he would become, giving her more opportunity to win. Joseph stood beside him again, whispering his warning from earlier.
“She may win, with her weapon.”
“Except now, I have one too.” He held the sword in his hand, feeling its weight, wondering if it would help or hinder him.
“It won’t help. She’s watching you, waiting to see when you move. You can’t show her what you’ll do.” “And how exactly am I doing that?”