An violent argument

At the start of the fight, the dance was afoot. The black check a low slap by the knee target. The green backed away to circle to the left and made its way acrobatically shimmy up to the right and thrusted its glaive and tried to hit the black by its ear.

"Your clan can never best us, we know how to survive it all. Back off or I will put you into an amount of pain you'd wish for death." The green was smirking adjacently with his glaive on hand.

"I love your promises, lets see if you can make it a reality."

The Black thrust haphazardly and feign to the face and sweep with his tail by the heel. As if almost the green knew what was happening dodged the weapon and jumped at the second the tail swooshed to the area of target.

The Green backed away for half a minute and glaring intently at his target, and saw something on the ground. The spear he had left earlier. He crawled to pick up and at an instant threw it to the black unsuspectantly.

The Black was caught off guard and got his first wound at the left thigh and screamed. The Green saw the response then rushed to jam the spear that wounded the black. The pain was a torture yet he saw the green and knew he had an opportunity to get back. Almost draining the scream out the black almost went down and trying to look for his sword.

"Oh noooh you don't", as soon as the black got his sword the green was pinning the thighs of the black. He pushed through the pain and blood. Smacked the flat of the blade at the green face and sliced its clavicle.

"Thank you for the promise you can not keep. Although you cannot even slice a fruit with that.", Green was smearing his blood away from the wound at the right point of where almost at the bone and muscle of its own clavicle would have been deep if it werent for his fast reflexes.

Silence was the breaking point of the two. Black was bleeding all over and tries to lift his injured left thigh. Green was resting for a minute or two and thinking how to end this.

"You know all this for a silly ancient accesory that is ours to begin with, your clan stole it from us.", Black loudly claimed.

"So, if we have it already then it is ours.", Green trying Black's patience.

"Don't you see that item that is stolen, is precious to my kinsman. I'd die for it but be reasonable. Your clan doesn't know the power and don't know how to even use it." Black was fidgeting at his thigh and trying to heal himself up.

"Bah, we can always sell it to the mortals to the south and make a handsome substantial funds or a trade for better blades." Green saw Black is healing himself. He has to move fast or Black could be more brutal than the nick he was given.

"This is such an insignificant duel, if I dont bring that thing back your clan will be decimated. You will be blamed for the death toll you bring. Now tell me where is it and this fight is over." Black is nearing his stimp and getting his herbs to this wounds slowly.

Green threw the spear very sharp and low to his opponent but now with senses intact yet slow to react, Black used a low block to swipe the incoming spear and as he swiped the weapon in a flicker of his finger lopsided the weapon. Gripped by the weapon's tip and hurled it back to its master and with an instant with a wild aim got to the Green lizard forehead. The Green dropped dead on instant.

"Don't make promises you can not keep. Now I need back up and get this clan decimated, destroyed and get my artifact back."