Testing the Limits

Inspired by Iron Age Media's prompt "The Duel."

Marcus turned and stared at the spell blade standing before him.  “Let me get this straight.  You want to duel?”  When the young man nodded, the ranger arched his left eyebrow.  “Why?’

“Because I’ve beaten everybody else that I’ve challenged, and I hear you’re the best.”  Rembran solemnly stated as he rested his hand on the hilt of his sword.  He stared into the ranger’s brown eyes. 

Why am I trying to argue against this?  Marcus wondered, internally debating the reasons why this was a bad idea.  “You’ve beaten Rhyslin?”  If he did, I would have paid to see that bout.

The spell blade had the good sense to be humble.  “It took me two hours, but I did get past his guard and score the touch.”  Rembran ran his fingers through his hair.  “He’s good for an old draoidh with a staff.”  He chuckled.  “I think I have bruises on bruises.” 

Fascinated by the explanation, the ranger found himself considering a duel.  “Are you sure you want to do this?”  Marcus tested the waters.  It’s been a long time…