*Furia though wounded, eventually bests the horse captain, and holds the blade to his neck and scatters the captains blade across the floor, greater endurance and strengh winning the drawn out battle of blades*

*both bleeds from various wounds , and nonacs patched up shpulder*

Do yield horse eastern man...
Run back to the lands of the east.

*Horse captain growls*
Do your worst barbarian, I shall not stop till your clan is ended! 

*Nonac looks over and places the tribal woman on a sofa*
Stop... Surender horse master... Say we dead and you, live....

Disagree and meet them in the next life...