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"You're doubting my fighting ability?" Malik asked very simply.

Within an instant, the entire group began to turn on Galtan, putting him down with insults and cursing with no hesitation at all. He looked around at all the frightening faces and trembled, but quickly put their voices out of his head and turned his gaze back to Malik. He then spoke very boldly and clearly.

"I'll challenge your leadership position, Malik," he announced. The volume level of the group's voices quickly faded. Galtan repeated himself. "I'll challenge you for the role of the leader. If you say 'no,' it'll be obvious that you don't deserve the title."

"You're going to fight me.. to be the leader?" asked Malik skeptically.

Galtan nodded, eyes ablaze with pure intent, absent of fear. "Yes. If I win, it'll just go to show that I would make a better leader than you. I think that you're an absolute fraud; just a face to which they would all like to see themselves be. In reality, you're weak, inexperienced, and a sorry, deadpan loser."

Malik snickered.

"Alright. I'll play your little game, Galtan. Let's go on outside and start, what do you say?"

"That's just what I was thinking."

06-Aug-2010 02:08:04

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Since we so strongly disagree, we call on the pros.
“To do is to be.” Says Rousseau.
“Do be do be do.” Says Sinatra
“To be is to do.” Says Sartre.
Still getting us nowhere, so I interject,
“Art is what you can get away with.”
The surrealist replies,
“Art is pattern informed by simplicity.”
“Beware of artists- they mix with all classes of society,
And are therefore the most dangerous.”

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Yeah. Well, kind of.

07-Aug-2010 06:37:25 - Last edited on 07-Aug-2010 06:38:53 by Dog Face

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Malik and Galtan made their way out, followed by the rest of the rebellion. Outside, they stood in a sparse forest, each tree separated by a wide space that could be occupied by at least ten other trees. Standing with their faces towards each other, they watched as the rest of the group circled around them, locking them into an arena including five trees and with a diameter of around thirty meters.

"Weapons?" Malik asked Galtan.

"We don't need any weapons. Or are you afraid?"

"No, no," Malik muttered mockingly, looking up at the sky with a carefree expression.

From the circle of people around them, many whispered amongst themselves excitedly.

"You're kinda new here, Plairi," one of them said. "So you probably don't know this, but Malik could've been General - the youngest ever - for the Varrock Army had he not denied the position to join us against his old boss, the king."

"One moment," Galtan said to Malik, kneeling on the grass and clasping his hands together. He began to whisper quietly, indiscernible to anyone else.

"Praying, huh?" Malik said. He then mimicked Galtan and dropped to his knees, but mocked him by raising his arms out wide and shouting out to the sky. "Oh! Curse me, Zamorak! I have been too blessed, so torture, no - unleash painful punishment on me! Guthix! My life isn't difficult enough for me! Why must everything be so damn easy for me?! Make me a challenge for once, already! Oh, Saradomin! Kill me right now with everything you've got! Come on! I demand of you! Strike me down with lightning, set my body on fire, give me the very worst possible death that you can imagine, I beg you! I am giving you my consent, oh gods, to take my life and destroy it! Do it! Damnit! Do it!"

08-Aug-2010 01:39:45

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Many of the rebel group laughed at Malik's display, while others were shocked by his sudden outburst. Galtan glared at Malik, despising him even more for mocking his belief.

"What do you say to that, Galtan?" Malik inquired, standing back up. "That's the way I pray, yet, look! Here I stand, still alive and breathing! I'm not on fire, struck by lightning, or anything! Why pray?"

"Enough!" Galtan shouted, dashing at Malik. In an instant, the battle began.

Galtan pulled his right fist back behind him and prepared to strike. When he reached Malik, he unleashed the punch, but Malik simply sidestepped Galtan, took his fist in his hands, and pulled Galtan towards him. Using his own momentum against him, Galtan's feet left the ground and his entire body was hurtled like a log across the arena. He slammed into the ground and rolled several times before leaping back to his feet and charging Malik once again.

"Useless..." Malik muttered, waiting for Galtan's attack. He ducked and set his feet in a runner's stance just before Galtan's fist sailed above his head. Then Malik drove himself forward, keeping his head low, and flipped Galtan's legs over his own head, sending him flipping over Malik and colliding hard with the ground, flat on his back. Malik turned and looked back at his opponent, who got up just a little bit slower this time.

08-Aug-2010 01:40:17

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Galtan yelled at the top of his lungs and ran yet again at Malik. However, unlike his other attempts, when he reached Malik this time, he sidestepped out of the way to avoid any sneaky tricks that he had and threw a sharp right hook. Malik barely saw this in time, but leaned out of the way and countered with a right uppercut of his own that toppled Galtan from sheer force to the bottom of his chin. The group around them gasped in surprise, hearing the blunt, crushing blow that had sent Galtan in a half-spin before landing on his face.

"Give this kid a sword," Malik demanded from the circle around him. "This just isn't a fair fight."

Galtan gradually recovered himself, picking up the sword tossed beside him as he stood back up. He then turned to Malik and glared boldly at him.

"If we're going to use weapons, you'd better have one, too. There will be no handicaps in this battle," Galtan muttered as he wiped away scarlet blood that was running down from his lips.

The group tossed Malik a sword, which he caught with ease, and then watched as Malik waited for Galtan to catch his breath.

"Ready?"

Galtan gripped his sword tightly in both hands and then turned with a huge diagonal slash from his blade. Malik sidestepped, holding his own sword in such a way that looked as if he was going to stab Galtan in his abdomen, but Galtan continued in a combination of maneuvers that kept Malik from being able to do so.

08-Aug-2010 01:40:47

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After the diagonal attack, Galtan brought his sword back around horizontally, which Malik barely managed to parry with his own sword. Galtan's sword glanced off in a sharp sound of clashing metal but returned for a strike aimed at Malik's legs. He jumped to avoid the sword, then struck back with an attack of his own. It narrowly missed separating Galtan's arm from his hand, but instead hit the hilt of his sword and accomplished nothing. Galtan sensed danger and immediately leaped backwards, quickly finding that Malik's blade cut through the space just a second ago occupied by his neck.

Malik sneered. "That's the coward's way out of a brawl."

"We'll see who has the last laugh!" Galtan shouted, turning with an attack that caught everyone off-guard. He abandoned his sword with a heaving thrust, sending the blade spiraling through the air like a throwing knife at Malik. The leader's green eyes widened in shock at the instantaneous sight of the sword and he acted purely on instincts. With no time to jump out of the way at such a short distance, Malik's muscles brought his own sword up to block the other. Had he been a split-second later, Galtan's sword wouldn't have rung out like a large church bell and gone flying at the trunk of a nearby tree.

08-Aug-2010 01:41:32

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