"First, you and your followers first set upon me," you tell Dugu, "then you kept me in a cage like an animal. Me, the heir to the Tribe of the Red Bear! And you talk of cowardice? No, you do not get to make demands of me. You are mine to do with as I wish. And I wish you dead."
You signal to the warriors holding Dugu down, and they hold him firm as your draw your blade. His eyes go wide as you move to stand behind him, and his struggles intensify. Without hesitating, you drive the sword down between his neck and his shoulder, severing muscle and bone, piercing his heart. As you drag the weapon free once more, the warriors let go, and Dugu's body crashes heavily to the muddy ground.
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