"I have no memory of you Sir Knight," Saimhain countered with venom in his voice. It rattled like a demon possessed person, "Your pathetic skill with the sword may have saved you from the lowest of the ranks but they stand no chance against those that know you. Take your elf friend. He was beaten to near death the last time we clashed."
Saimhain then directed his attention back to the she-elf, "You there she-elf." He spoke in seductive tones, "Do you wish to fight against me, knowing you are going to lose? Ease your pain and join us. You will be beautiful and strong."