The challenge was issued, the fight for dominance ensued, and immediately it did not look like there would be much to it. Credit could be given to the impostor's last minute courage, but she was clearly outmatched. Meesei plucked her wrist out of the air like a stick and was not even shifted a bit.

Once the soldier began to step up reluctantly, Gallus spotted him out of the corner of his eye and reacted immediately. He stepped between the soldier and the fight and tried to intimidate the soldier back with a growl and bared teeth. If the soldier dared to continue, Gallus would swat at his spear and bay louder. There would be no interrupting this.

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Tzirret let out a small laugh, [i]"Perhaps we could take some small revenge by continuing, but Tzirret thinks he would suffer as well. He could devour a nice cut of mutton, too."[/i]

Thinking that the previous question still held some water, Tzirret turned to M'ibasa. [i]"What about M'ibasa? What does he want to do when we find the Orcrest clan?"[/i]