Throwing aside the weapons for they were now useless once back in Amber. You kicked open the door and your blade flew from stance to stance, preparing for an attack. Finding Bleys and Caine in the small room. Neither attacked and Bleys covered Caine that was unconscious upon the bed. Bley's faces you from the side of the bed, hand on blade, though still sheathed. Caine had contacted Bley's and obviously both were in on this. You wonder how many other family members had turned on you when Bley's came upon you. Damn, he is a good swordsman and your skill was great, though didn�t match his.
Throwing your blade down and stepping down to show your give. Bley's stops just before the blade slices you through, the cold metal rests upon your neck until he slowly backs up. Blade at his side.
"What for that which makes you stop, young Luke." He claims with a face such as stone.
CHOICES:
Choice 1: "I give, you are my better and wish you to kill me now to lessen my shame. "
Choice 2: " I want to know what possessed you to do this to me, the same with Caine."
Choice 3: "I wish to fight with fists, so that my victory is all the better when my bare hands are stained with your blood, and my sword with Caine's."