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Deductive skills were just as important in battle as they were elsewhere. Being able to arrive at a sound conclusion even in the heat of battle could save a life. Small things such as knowing where your opponent was from, what kind of fighting style they may use, and just what kind of killing intent they were emitting was no less important than knowing how to block or swing. That is why Raze was very good at this kind of thing. And using these above-average skills, he promptly came to the conclusion that he had upset the Khan in some way, shape, or form. 

Ah, yes, he was truly skilled. Though being hit in the head did usually signal that something was not right, so maybe that had helped. 

He was, however, not entirely sure why she was displeased. Would she prefer a less-confident Champion? One who wasn't even trusting in their own ability? Such a person was not worthy of this position! Entrusting someone like that to have a Khan's back? Unbelievable. And besides, it was kinda his nature, so he couldn't help it. Even if she did not want someone as arrogant as he was, he couldn't really change himself. He also did not want to lie to her, as he felt that to be intentional disrespect towards one he looked up to. That was unforgivable. He would never do such a thing! This trip could get complicated, he was already beginning to think. He probably should've stuck to the very simple greeting he rehearsed, but a glaring flaw he has is acting even more arrogant when he's nervous, which he certainly was. 

That being said... Raze remained quiet as the Khan spoke, though he wasn't very happy to be looked down on, even if she was the one person to really beat him. Pride was his main trait. [s]Hell, if he wasn't such a hard M, he would be upset about her hitting him.[/s] He did think she was underestimating him a bit. Technically, he wasn't even overestimating his worth. He was relatively sure he could beat just about anything people threw his way, and that included gods. Probably because combat was his religion, so gods would simply be mere men and all strong foes would eventually be stepping stones on Raze's path to get strong. So yeah, he hadn't lied. Sorta. No need to call him a "lowly champion". But if anything, that just gave him a new short-term goal: prove her wrong. 

There was nothing lowly about him! 

To many, this would be the perfect time to get a hit in on the Khan while she had her back turned. Even Raze knew the simple rule that exposing one's back was a mistake, one that could easily cost a life. And perhaps, in another situation, he'd have made use of this window to try to land a strike in. But only in another situation. He saw no benefit from trying to make use of this window -- A Khan would not make such a mistake. And he would not strike at the Khan unless they were in a duel. These were reasons enough not to do it, but as previously stated, he also wanted to surprise the Khan by beating her low expectations. This victory would be more satisfying than attacking the very person he admired. 

Yes, while she may have wounded his pride (which was more important to him than anything physical she had inflicted), he would get her back in due time. If they really were going on an important journey, then there'd be an abundance of chances to show her just how lucky she was to have him as a champion. And so he looked forwards to this unknown time. 

[color=00a651]"As you wish, Khan Elesia. I am, of course, your lowly champion to command."[/color] he acknowledged, rubbing where he had been hit nonchalantly. The only thing he would care to lead at the moment was a charge into battle, so it wasn't like he had any complaints. Plus, when he said "Just give the word", he had meant that he'd listen to her, though he figured it was best not to bring that up. Hearing that he might also be considered a "comrade" rather than just champion had also been music to his ears, perhaps also pacifying him a bit for the moment. Maybe that should be his next true goal? To get her to think of him as a comrade, as an equal? Yes, that would do nice. Right after he made sure to pay her back for underestimating him, sure. Being hit also did not feel too nice, even if he was more worried about his injured pride. Oh well, he bounces back fairly quickly. And once that goal had been reached, the next one was to surpass her, of course. But one thing at a time.