Shane frowned at the sarcasm that was clear in the other boy's voice, but chose to not say anything. Before he knew what was going on, the third boy around his age stood up and mocked the group of soldiers. His eyes widened at how bold this kid was. Did he<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>to get skewered?<br/><br/>One of the soldiers that was not drunk off his ass stood up and sneered. "You peasants should learn your place!" drawing his sword, he smirked. "you're as good as dead! En guard!" he taunted, thinking the boy was unarmed. He swung his sword down and towards the hip of the brat who had challenged him, intent on severing his opponent's leg.