The dragon recoils and transforms into a frightening figure of a man. Covered from head to foot in heavy plate mail with the emblem, a dragon carved on the chest piece. Fresh blood drips from ever inch of him and the smell of death is heavy around him. Held out in his right hand is a beautiful, finely crafted enchanted blade. It too is dripping with fresh blood. The knight points his sword at the bickering men and speaks.<br/>"If you two desire to fight one another in equal combat unil one is defeated, then they may do so, but let each of them shakes hands with the other in friendship. There will be no killing while I am here, understood," the shadowy stanger says, pointing his blade at the men's faces.