Arena, Then Ambush

The proposed duel has already grown legs, teeth, and a public arena. Arrowyy’s chief concern is that somebody might murder the entire party halfway through, which he considers a fine garnish rather than a flaw.

Summoneyy wants everyone loosed together afterward, naturally. Blaedy, who at least remembers that a spectacle needs arranging before it becomes a brawl, proposed casting lots for a proper little tournament. Meho observed that two rounds is not much of a tournament. Blaedy is nevertheless gassing the affair up like a fairground champion.

There is something touching about their faith that danger will arrive on schedule and make them funnier.