Arnold had a script ready in his head. No matter what the people said or do to counter his arguments, it ended up firing right back at them.
The discussion had turned into one-sided verbal mugging in favour of Arnold. Some of Nathan's supporters went as far as saying since Allen was their leader, he should prove his strength without using the sword. At that point, Arnold didn't know whether he should laugh at that man's stupidity or not. In the end, one could come up with a single reason to not allow Allen to use a sword.
Arnold walked over to Allen and handed him the twin-bladed black Greatsword. Nathan didn't like this shift in momentum. But he couldn't say a thing now or else he would come off as the weak contender. Something he would rather not do.
'Do what you want, Arnold. But I won't stop until I defeat your proud and good-for-nothing brother.' Nathan gritted his teeth.
