" ... I am the Warlord of this band, yeh... I am! And who... who are YOU?" 

At that point, a visible blood vein just popped in the front of Serphia's face! To anyone else who stood in the room, it was almost as if they could feel the temperature rise by a couple of degrees, fueled by nothing but the growing rage that was building within Serphia!

A deadly quiet came from the rest of the elves whom had entered with Serphia, Rithrynn and Aleena whom were the closet quietly backing away and putting some distance between them at the Captain as they threw frightened looks between the real Serphia and the impostor!

"You little bitch... " Serphia muttered as her eyes narrowed to slits on Silje-Serphia, before the Captain began to walk towards her with long, heavy strides!

"A fake like you seeks to usurp my divinely chosen position?!"

While walking towards Silje-Serphia, one of the chevalier-Night Elves came too close with her weapon drawn. The result being that Serphia immediately reached out to grab the blade of the sword in a lighting fast motion, pulling it sideways, before punching the chevalier-elf right in the face with the same hand, knocking her down and dropping the sword - all without ever losing eye contact with Silje-Serphia!

"And you have the gall to try to lie straight to my face, amidst my own warriors?! Oh sister, oh sister oh sister... you have NO clue what you are doing!"

Finally coming into range with a Silje-Serphia who was looking increasingly worried the closer Serphia got, she would snap out with her hands, grabbing Silje-Serphia by her upper chestpiece, and hoisting her feet off the ground as she moved her face closer to hers.

"[b]I. WILL. EAT. YOU. ALIVE![/b]" 

Serphia snarled right into Silje-Serphia's face, before she suddenly turned around and threw the Silje-Serphia right into the "Ashira" chevalier Night Elf, throwing them both right back into the wall.

Turning away from Silje-Serphia for a moment, Serphia would gaze around to throw the rest of the elves in the room a look; as now most of her warband had gathered in the atrium or between the living room to see what was going all, all in various states of drunkenness and clothing.

"We got some imposters in the house, girls! Go get them!" 

Serphia called out, motioning towards the sorry looking chevalier-elves whom were now all surrounded at this point!

"Attack!"
"Whoooooooooooooo!"
"ELF FIGHT!"

Within the blink of an eye, all the elves in the room would throw themselves at the chevalier-elves in a chaotic melee that was much more reminiscent of an all-out bar brawl! Although there had been some lines in the beginning of the fight for the different sides, they quickly dissolved, and with the majority of elves already drunk, separating between the exact lookalikes of the chevalier-elves and Serphia's own little party became impossible!

Aleena, whom was about to throw herself in a strike against the "Ashira" chevalier Night Elf, would suddenly be immediately struck from the side by a random Night Elf whom knocked her right out of her path with a drunk flying side kick!

Rithrynn herself scanned the chaotic battlefield that had been the atrium for signs of her own lookalike, only to see the "Rithrynn" Chevalier Night Elf just as she was dragged out of the fight and into one of the siderooms by a rather horny looking Naliyah, sprawling around and trying to call for help before the door was closed shut behind them!

[i]"Ehhh, that's one down, I suppose!"[/i]

She shrugged at the scene, almost feeling a little sorry for her own impostor, before she returned to look at the fray.

Serphia had since then resumed her death-glare towards Silje-Serphia, and before the "poor" impostor had even managed to get off the other chevalier elf, Serphia had already thrown herself right at her with a vicious roar!

[i]"We're... winning, I think?"[/i]

"Shaw, wasn't Li supposed to be back already? ... Shaw?" Rithrynn would then ask, inching closer to where Ashira last stood, only to realize that Ashira had since been devoured by the brawl, and could be seen dodging random attackers in the middle of the room while trying to protect the little High Elf on her shoulder.

" ... dammit!"