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You face off against your dueling opponent- the noble blooded Takar against you, the noble blooded Garastra. The battle of the ages.
Of course- this duel was already decided before you came here. <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">You are Eoba Garastra II</span></span>, and you have not nor will ever lose a duel!
You suspect that the first thing he will do is try to use his apparent advantages against you- his youth and strength against your thinner, older body. He pulls his tail towards himself in an attempt to cause you to stumble- exactly what you expected! You use the force of his pull to leap towards him- the fool pulls up his blade to parry your own instead of going for your tail. He knows nothing of the true nobility of the Tailcutter!
As he parries your incoming attack, you use the opportunity to slip behind him and deftly sever the base of his tail- causing him to roar in pain. From this vantage, you could easily carve up his backside if you were so inclined- but you have no intention. Instead, you push him lightly on the back, enough for his newly crippled sense of balance to to be overwhelmed. He topples around the curved edges of the platform and falls to his death. On the way down, his body twists- not in an attempt to save himself, but to land on his knife.
You respect that. He was a fool, but he died honorably.
And with that- your duel is over. Despite your old age, you easily triumphed over the young challenger- as old as Agori when you killed him. You look at your white knife- the one you had made after the white game piece you used to kill your old master. Your entire reign, you carried this. The first Eoba carried a black knife- as he stood against the forces outside the Hegemony. But you spent your reign conquering and fighting aliens too. Why did you carry a white knife? You didn't even know this Takar's name. Who did you really kill today?
The old Hegemony is changed into the new. You are starting to feel very tired. It's time.
