Antony made the first move, flinging himself across the ring at Rilian, who just stood there, still adjusting his shirt, not even looking up at him as he approached.

Antony lunged with the sword extended and Rilian still looking down. "You think some pampered little prince is going to take me down!? You're dead!"

Rilian leaned back to avoid the attack and, in a blur, reached up to grab Antony's wrist, stopping him mid-swing.

"Sure," said Rilian with a ...