Anrynn nodded as she listened to Moros. “Against one another, yes, I can see how that would be a more equitable contest.” She considered. “The chance to match with an equal is always interesting, but only if done in a fair manner. A foe who is ambushed, hobbled or otherwise impaired is no real challenge, the victory hollow and empty.” She shrugged. “Such battles do have their place, mind you. On the battlefield, when at war and the like, expediency is key, and losing a battle for the sake of personal honour is stupid. But this… this is not war.”<br/><br/>There was another brief click of the lens as it recorded. “With all that being said, I am curious as to the point of this exercise, and who is organising it for what reason” She glanced at Moros again. “I do not mean that in a literal sense; I mean that more in a sense of their overall place in the picture, their goals, their motivations and the like.” Her good eye narrowed as she talked, studying the assembled group. “I have had my share of the petty squabbles and power-plays of our kind, finding them to be self-destructive and ultimately futile. As such, I like to know what I am getting into.”<br/>