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Dialogue provided by Letho, bunnying approved.
Teric normally considered himself a strong man, but as he locked blades with the Hero of Corone, it became stunningly obvious who between them was mightier. In trying to hold back Letho's two-handed blade with only his saber, the mercenary might as well have been trying to hold back the morning tide. Adamantine and mythril shrieked together as the larger blade slid to the basket-hilt of Teric's sword, even as the Grandmaster's feet dug twin burrows into the soft earth while Ravenheart forced him back. Their faces came within inches of one another as they struggled, and the older man could almost feel the begrudging, yet mutual, respect blossoming between them.