Tarkir fumed, he had had enough of this, nobody talks to him like this especially not someone he looked up to. He threw a punch with his left hand, before following with his right. He knew he had little chance of winning the fight or getting out of it alive but he would have his dignity and respect. His left hand swooped down to the chest, the right still on target for Duruk's face. "Nobody calls me pathetic" Tarkir said calmly and cooley now.