The elf leader spoke first. "This was Grange territory. If it isn't anymore, then we have every right to it."

The rat leader sauntered forward in front of his minions. "I have come to claim it. Fight to the death. Whoever's left standing, wins."

Don Archer stayed back. His men stood quietly behind him while he watched this play out.

I turned my attention to the other two. "I took out The Grange Faction, so this is my territory. Get out."

The rat-man snickered, ...