Ankyra Sound a drop of hell, a touch of strange

A battle was coming, and Firefly didn't know how he felt about it. Was it right for him to doubt? He did not know these people that well, yet swore repeatedly that he would aid them. They offered him a position within their family, food, medicine — it seemed only right. But was it really worth the risk? He didn't dwell on it for much longer, as Illidan brought forth a proposition.

He looked at the boy for a moment as he considered him. Sized him up. Illidan was a rangy creature (likely due to subsisting on a seaside diet) but he was quite a large fellow. With practice he could become a fearsome opponent, and it made sense to test his capabilities before battle. Perhaps that would put Firefly's mind at ease.

So, side-stepping away from the boy and pivoting, squaring-off, he nodded his head and said, Alright.