บท 55: Duel (1) Weak

Malon gasped slightly, his mouth opening as his eyes became tender and moistened only a little.

"Thank you." He said, wiping his eyes as he roughly turned to face his uncle, "That was all I needed. A friend to believe in me, god damn it!" He roared, causing Tyr to chuckle slightly in disbelief.

'What a crazy guy... a friend huh? Yeah, after everything, I'd say we are friends.' Tyr thought to himself with a small laugh.

"If you want to take me, come and get me! I challenge you to a duel right here and now under the Gods and overseen by Mother Gaia herself!" Malon thrust his hand out, creating a robust shield.

The crowd gasped in shock at this proclamation, confusing Tyr who didn't understand what all the hype was about.

"What!?"

"Is he serious? He's practically giving himself over..."

"Damn... what a fool."

The guards behind Malon's uncle cast slight glances at themselves, staying right behind the man.