As Draiss reveals the 'true' occurrence of the events, the crowd starts to murmur, unsure of what's happening; this isn't the story they know. Tasoa tries to play it off artistic license, but once events start being portrayed eerily accurately, he orders his men to attack on his signal, and kill the performers. The signal comes, during the scene where the murderers are discussing their true plan... butt he bolts harmlessly bounced off the shield Draiss no doubt erected, to keep the attacks out. At this point, the crowd tries to flee... but Draiss has that covered, as well, as the exits are sealed, forcing them all to remain and see the truth. Tasoa does his best to try and stop it, but it's clear he's losing, before the show has even finished; even his own men are looking at him differently, now, and he's clearly growing frantic.<br/><br/>As the performance ends, the shield drops, and Ulden takes center stage, pointing directly at Tasoa. "I now offer you the same chance you gave me," he says, in a deathly calm voice, just loud enough to be heard, over the silenced crowd. With no further warning, their duel begins.<br/><br/>Their weapons meet only a few moments later; Tasoa avoiding or turning aside Ulden's spells as he closes the distance, the two of them on the stage, the traitorous paladin's gleaming sword hacking at Ulden's stout, wooden staff, fury and rage meeting perfect calm. Ulden is on the defensive, but he seems to be in perfect control, meeting every attack with his staff, as they slowly dance around the stage, all the while Tasoa is screaming and taunting him, trying to make him slip up. This continues for nearly a minute, until Ulden sidesteps an attack, instead of parrying it, and blasts Tasoa with a bolt of force, throwing him off the stage, and to the ground below. He follows up with a lightning bolt, but Tasoa is already back on his feet, and actually deflects the bolt with his sword, leaping up to resume the melee. This time, though, as Ulden retreats, a small weak point in the wooden stage gives way, causing him to stumble and miss a block, an angry red line appearing across his chest, as he lands on the ground.<br/><br/>"This looks familiar, hmm? Any last words,<em>traitor?</em>" Tasoa hisses, raising his sword to strike a deathblow.<br/><br/>"You talk too much."<br/><br/>Tasoa's body slams into the far wall of the room, the wisps of energy from the spell stored in Ulden's ring still visible in the air between them. The knight crashes to the ground in a heap, his sword still lying by Ulden, who picks it up, and limps over to where Tasoa fell, apparently having twisted his ankle in the fall. He grabs Tasoa by the collar, and hauls him upright, meeting his eyes. "You want to know the difference between us, Tasoa?" he asks, holding the sword in almost the same pose that was held, just a minute prior. "I'm no murderer."<br/><br/>He drops the broken knight, then, with the aid of a spell, snaps the sword in half, tossing the ruined pieces to the ground, before turning back to Draiss, still limping. "I'm done, now," he says, weariness beginning to show, as if he were about to fall asleep on his feet. "I'm done, for good, I think."