Rallika stepped into the trainng arena, expecting to see his challenger. He agreed to come and made the challenge a little interesting. Rallika knew he agreed to bet some of his gold (not really of course) and his challenger will most likely agree. The gate on the other side opened and the legs were showing. Rallka smiled and unsheathed his swords. "Alright, let's go!"

Lance saw his adversary, both swords out. He wasn't expecting to fight a two-blade swordsman. Lance unsheathed his longsword and stepped forward, once the gate was fully open. Lance had his bet in his left pocket, total of 50 gold. He showed his opponent his bet, then pocketed it and nodded. He got into battle stance and taunted with his hand "Bring it!"

"Bring it!" These words did not anger Rallika, more like encourage him. "Now we're talking!" Ralika slowly moved toward Lance. Just staying out of striking distance, Rallika circled Lance, teasing him with purpose misses of slashes and stabs. "Come on, get serious and fight!" Rallika took it up a notch and jumped into the air. He got his sword facing down and fell down, aiming at Lance. He wasn't expecting to bat him with this attack, merely aiming to delay Lance to get enough time to go in for the finishing blow.