"Very well then," Mora gives in. She pulls her gloves on, turning from Eric to climb up onto the stage. The previous fighters, having just finished in a draw, take seats with the rest of the crowd gathered to watch the fight. Rick looks at Mora curiously; though she thinks he is jealous, she doesn't blame him. She was too, when those women sat on his lap. She offers him a wink as reassurance. He snorts at her, standing ready to proctor the fight.

"What weapons are you using?" He softly asks Mora.

"Swords," Eric responds for her, climbing up onto the stage. It takes him less than six steps...