[This speech left Marcello with a few seconds of peace in which to draw out his blade. He was wielding his dagger with his left hand and holding it so high that he could part Angelo either side of the blade.
At speed he was pondering if he could justify pre-empting himself - that attacking his brother before the moment the duel would begin would satisfy any urge he was feeling. Truly he did not care about his own honour. For his reputation was already finished. His sword stirred the air, ignited an immense burst of red-hot flames and straightened to point at Angelo. The flames swirled around it then spiraled up, burning loudly - and very brightly - in the air above.]
If you can defeat me fairly, by all means prove it! But with your actions, not your mouth!
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At speed he was pondering if he could justify pre-empting himself - that attacking his brother before the moment the duel would begin would satisfy any urge he was feeling. Truly he did not care about his own honour. For his reputation was already finished. His sword stirred the air, ignited an immense burst of red-hot flames and straightened to point at Angelo. The flames swirled around it then spiraled up, burning loudly - and very brightly - in the air above.]
If you can defeat me fairly, by all means prove it! But with your actions, not your mouth!