Dubs told everyone to be quiet and walked over to the door.
The members of the council who were sitting at their seats remain seated and Dubs opened the door with a creak.
Three men stood outside of the door. All three men were wearing shiny silver armor that covered them from head to toe.
Swords hung from their hilts and shields were in their left hands.
"Who are you?" Dubs asked.
"I am Corporal Leopold von Gracier, of the surfacers guild.", the man stated proudly.
"We of the surfacers guild suspect encroachment on our lands by the people of this household, and this will not be tolerated. Be thankful that we are even giving you the time of day to speak with you about these things, however we will be taking custody of you and anyone currently in this household from this point forward. Is this understood?"
Dubs rolled his eyes, and Alt reverted from his shadow form, taking a place inside the mind of Dubs.
"Dubs, these guys might prove to be trouble. The one in the center has physical stats that average to 14! The other 2 average to 10! If we took on all 3 at once, we would almost certainly lose unless we kept the battle to a long range magic fight, however with their physical speed it would be almost impossible with 3 opponents.", Alt explained.
Dubs considered this, and questioned the man.
"Are you saying this is essentially an arrest?", he asked.
"We of the surfacers guild perfer not to use such vulgar terms... call it a confiscation of personelle."
"What a pain.", Dubs thought. "These guys are the type to cover up evil actions with pretty words and politically correct language. I hate those types the most."
"Dubs, I have an idea...", Alt stated in a battle eager tone.
The rest of the council watched Dubs intensely. The silence could be broken by the drop of a pin, and nobody dared to breath. The tension in the room was extreme.
"This man is clearly one who puts status and public opinion above all else... challenge him to a duel. If he loses, the surfacers will have to retreat from this location. If he wins, you will obey him quietly and your people will go with him. We can win a one on one fight- even though it might be difficult."
Dubs made the proposal, and the man looked somewhat concerned.
"If I turn this down I will look bad in front of my subordinates... but if I lose I will also look bad in front of them... aha! All I have to do is win!", he thought.
"Understood! Let us duel out in the field near this home. Members of this household, you all must come to view the duel, and if I win you must all come quietly, no excuses."
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The council members had faith that Dubs would win, and became at ease.
"Lord Dubs is truly wise. Even against a foe he refuses to negotiate with, he has managed to set up a duel for his own land and freedom.", Drocar stated.
The knights nodded in agreement.
The groups all stepped outside, and stood far away from where Dubs and Leopold stood. The other two knights were not very far off, and Drocai yelled at them from afar.
"Yall had better get off the battlefield before Lord Dubs fries you to a crisp!", he shouted.
The other two knights simply laughed that statement off, but the eyebrow of Leopold cringed.
"Arrogant kid... he thinks that the soldiers I have personally trained would need to step aside for a small skirmish such as this? I will show him the power of the surfacers..."
Alt whispered into Dubs ear. "Hey... Dubs... can I take over for this fight? Cmon... lemme fight...."
"Forgive me Alt, but this fight is too critical for you to go beserk here. Next time I promise I will leave things to you."
The battle then begun.