The Chieftain had no interest in joining the rebels, not without good cause. It was difficult to invest your warriors into something you weren't sure would succeed too. Just because those boys were Saiyans did not mean they were powerful, so putting stock in them solely for their heritage meant little. If he was to agree to any sort of alliance it had to be clear that their allies were capable and ready to do battle. Making a remark about not owing the rebels he couldn't help but note the snide comment Viral made in response to it. A shot to their pride, but the Chieftain again did his best not to take the bait and get annoyed. "We would have beaten the Saiyans, given time. They split up our warriors, tried to keep us from organizing. Cowards, that's the only reason we never overturned them." A collective of Narbu like they had now, even only five in number, were capable of fending off a pair of Elites easily. They weren't a people to be trifled with and the King knew that, hence his extensive measures to keep any sort of uprisings from happening. "Are you truly not weak, or does your pride speak for you? [i]Ra'al soom vae, lok zen,[/i] we shall find out."

"We will join the rebels, but only if you prove your mettle. We do not fight with weaklings, we pick our allies carefully. If you can prove to me you are strong then we will consider your request," the Chieftain explained, "If you beat me I will even send word to other Chieftains and you may have greater numbers still." The likelihood of Viral winning their spar was slim in the Narbu's mind. Chieftains were picked on their military prowess primarily, with knowledge of other things second. With roughly a dozen Chieftains across the planet each was particularly strong in their own rights. Basically put, Viral was fighting someone who could take down an Elite on their own. "Honor? A man that appreciates order and rank, I see my judgement was right. [i]Cur ashk no mal,[/i] this should be an interesting duel."

Takeshi was all snippy over being called a pup, and basically being overlooked. He was a perfectly capable fighter too, why wasn't he battling the Chieftain? Viral hadn't been feeling himself as of late, letting the Beastman do it just seemed like poor judgement. Viral was going through with it though, and he knew voicing any complaints now was only going to fall on deaf ears. Catching Viral's cleaver when it was tossed back he looked down at the weapon, smiling slightly before glancing back at their friend. "You better win Viral. If that guy thinks you're the strongest of us you can't lose, I hope you know that." They needed to put their best foot forward if this was a contest of strength, meaning Viral was going to have to give it his all. 

The Chieftain made his men spread out to allow space, the four of them forming a loose circle around the group. Reaching back into his sash the Narbu removed a long blade of his own, tossing it to the side as the sharp edge stuck into the ground. "Formal combat, no weapons. It has been a long time since I've done this, I look forward to testing my strength against yours." A first glance would give him the clear advantage, being far larger and bulkier than Viral. Experience told him never to make assumptions based on appearances however. Small though Saiyans may be they couldn't be taken lightly, probably not even these two pups by that logic. Even so, they didn't carry the same sort of weight this one did, the Beastman was without a doubt the more challenging opponent. Rolling his head and cracking both his neck and shoulders the Chieftain smiled toothily, hunching over and flexing his claws. "Let us see what you can do, [i]dar'um[/i]. Show me the strength you carry."