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[His head snaps to the side, though he refuses to yeild any ground despite the hit. That smack was as painful as it was disrespectful, but as he looks at her again, his lips curl into the beginning of a smile. Seems he finally struck a nerve there.]

I don't care what title you give yourself, I shall not dishonor myself by striking a woman.

[And if she comes at him again, she'll find that he isn't about to stand there and be struck by a woman either. Senses sharpened by that hit, he watches for her next move.]