Blake's eyes soon turned to the sword thrown on the ground. So this was to be his trial. A sword fight with this somewhat angry knight, though it would be interesting to fight the King... Though this Knight did not give the same feel as all the other. He felt more... Experienced. A cut above the fodder, you might say. "Thank you... But I would prefer to use my own." He said, returning the sword to the king. A soft breath past his lips, his sword slowly plucked from sheathe. Black the handle, the slender blade curved up like a snake.<br/><br/>"I am the one who has attacked but not killed your men, O furious knight. I am known as Alluria... Blake Ixias Alluria." He smiled, turning around as he moved closer to Sir Gallin, his advance halted after 10 steps. His eyes stuck on the knight, his sword arm stretching from left to right.  Pointed at the knight, he turned to the king for a moment, giving a blatant wink. "Well, gallant knight, let us dance together. I'll let you lead."