…Furious that you would challenge him in front of his peers, Cyprian had gone for the longsword strapped to his back. Noticing the slow witted move, you grabbed his sword arm, planted a foot in his instep and wrenched him forward. The plated knight toppled over your knee to land in a heap on the floor. He went to get up and found his own sword held in your hand, pointing unwaveringly at his throat. It was a long moment before you let him up. Hatred burned in Cyprian's eyes at the shame you had caused him, but he knew not to push the matter. Stalking away, he left you with his blade in your hand knowing it was forfeit. With that, you turned back toward the officials.