Carver raised an eyebrow. Another survivor among the townsfolk? That was welcome news, to be certain. The man could hardly be blamed for lashing out at the people who had just burned his home to the ground - doubtless he hadn't known he was infringing on a duel. Siding with him wouldn't please the man who he'd been dueling, but then again they had just been trying to kill each other - it wasn't like their relationship could deteriorate much further.
"Very well, I see that this man was an innocent, who interfered unwittingly." Carver looked at the man he'd been dueling. "He's a frightened, desperate survivor - I will take responsibility for his actions. Let the duel be for his life, then; if I fall, I will not be able to protect him from you, and if you fall, you will not be able to harm him, so... little has really changed."
Carver stepped back and put up his shield with his sword behind it, preparing to strike when the man drew close again. "Shall we get back on with it?"
"Very well, I see that this man was an innocent, who interfered unwittingly." Carver looked at the man he'd been dueling. "He's a frightened, desperate survivor - I will take responsibility for his actions. Let the duel be for his life, then; if I fall, I will not be able to protect him from you, and if you fall, you will not be able to harm him, so... little has really changed."
Carver stepped back and put up his shield with his sword behind it, preparing to strike when the man drew close again. "Shall we get back on with it?"