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I kept backing away, and the fear and the knowledge came upon me: I knew I still couldn't take him. He was a better man than I was, when it came to the blade. I cursed this, but I couldn't get around it. I tried three more elaborate attacks and was defeated on each occasion. He parried me and made me retreat before his own attacks.

Eric loosened his blade in its scabbard.

I parried his attack, and he mine. Then I lunged, was parried, was attacked, and parried again myself.

"This is true," said I. "More than one of us are assembled against you."

"Oh, damnable brother" he said, retreating. "Report has it Random accompanies thee."

Eric loosened his blade in its scabbard.

And his blade was in his hand and mine in mine.

He parried this and kicked a small stool between us. I set it aside, hopefully in the direction of his face, with my right toe, but it missed and he had at me again.

"You want the throne," he said.

I nicked him and the blood flowed.

I tried a headcut, which he parried; and I parried his riposte to my heart and cut at his wrist.

I nicked him and the blood flowed.

"You want the throne," he said.

Eric loosened his blade in its scabbard.

"Pity," said I, "and how shall we put things aright?"

I moved around the desk.

"Well, when it comes to things, Corwin. Poorly, on other counts, however."

And his blade was in his hand and mine in mine.

There was blood dripping from his right wrist. His hand was still steady but I had the feeling then that under other circumstances, by fighting a defensive fight, I just might be able to wear him down with that wrist injury going against him, and perhaps I could get through his guard at the proper moment when he began to slow.

Then there were some alarms and excursions in the hall outside. Eric's retainers were coming, and if he didn't kill me before they arrived, then I was confident that they'd do the job - probably with a bolt from a crossbow.

"Oh, damnable brother" he said, retreating. "Report has it Random accompanies thee."

He parried this and kicked a small stool between us. I set it aside, hopefully in the direction of his face, with my right toe, but it missed and he had at me again.

And his blade was in his hand and mine in mine.

"Then it is between the two of us now, Corwin," he said. "I am your elder and your better. If you wish to try me at arms, I find myself suitably attired. Slay me, and the throne will probably be yours. Try it. I don't think you can succeed, however. And I'd like to quit your claim right now. So come at me. Let's see what you learned on the Shadow Earth."

"Then it is between the two of us now, Corwin," he said. "I am your elder and your better. If you wish to try me at arms, I find myself suitably attired. Slay me, and the throne will probably be yours. Try it. I don't think you can succeed, however. And I'd like to quit your claim right now. So come at me. Let's see what you learned on the Shadow Earth."

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