The next morning as Stern was leaving the pub, a man approached her from behind and said, [That was a pretty wild night, huh? How about we...] Yet before he could finish his sentence, she had discerned his scheme, for it was an all-too-familiar pattern. It was not the first time a defeated contestant had attempted to maintain their pride by resorting to violence, and she knew the only manner of handling those unable to bear losing to a woman. In the flash of an eye, she had drawn her blade and run him through.