Makeeda watched as Gabriella hugged Peter before putting his helmet on for him. He smiled at her, looking to Edmund, who held his sword.
"Good luck." he said, letting Peter draw his sword from the sheathe.
He walked out to the center of the old cobble stone, Miraz doing the same after exchanging words with his men.
"There is still time to surrender." Miraz told him.
"Well feel free." Peter replied.
"How many more must die for the throne?"
"Just one." Peter lowed his helmet's mask over his face, stepping forward as he and Miraz delivered the first strikes to each other.
They battled for a short while, seeming to match themselves in skills. After a few moments of fighting, Caspian told Edmund he was going to make sure Susan and Lucy got through the forest safely. Upon his departure, Peter and Miraz grew tired in their battle. Miraz knocked Peter's helmet off before Peter cut Miraz's leg after a low swing. Miraz tripped him and Peter rolled on the ground, blocking the swings that came to him. Gabriella was a mess of worry as she watched, Makeeda by her side for moral support.
Miraz stepped on Peter's shield, making him cry out in pain. Makeeda winced, knowing he was really hurt. He tripped Miraz now, giving himself time to get to his feet. Their breathing was labored as they stood facing each other again, hesitating to strike once more. Peter saw Susan and Caspian riding back to the tomb, Lucy not present. He looked back to Miraz.
"Does his majesty need a respite?" Miraz asked.
"Five minutes?"
"Three."
They carefully went their separate ways, Peter looking to Susan.
"Lucy?" he asked.
"She made it through." Susan said. "With some help."
"Thanks." Peter said to Caspian.
Edmund slowly took the shield off of Peter's arm.
"I think it's dislocated." he told him.
"Are you alright?" Gabriella said, kneeling down next to Peter.
"I am fine." he replied.
Makeeda looked to Susan.
"I don't expect the Telmarines to keep their word." she said quietly. "You better get up there."
"Take care of him." Susan replied. "I will see you up there shortly."
She left them now to join the archers where they were stationed. Makeeda turned back to Peter.
"What do you think happens back at home, if you die here?" he asked Edmund. He seemed to not like the question, remaining quiet. "You know, you've always been there, and I've never really-"
Edmund pushed his arm back into place, making Peter cry out in pain again. Edmund patted his back.
"Save it for later." he told him, handing his shield back to him.
He offered Peter his helmet, but Peter refused, looking over at Miraz. He refused his own helmet as well, stepping back out to the little arena. Their fight ensued. It didn't take long for them to grow tired once more, their fighting becoming dirty in order to end the battle quickly. Peter knocked Miraz's sword out of his hand, making Miraz hit Peter with his shield. After being shoved into one of the pillars surrounding them, Peter punched Miraz's wounded leg, making him fall to the ground in pain.
"Respite! Respite!" he cried.
"Now's not the time for chivalry, Pete." Edmund said from the sidelines.
Peter hesitated, but turned his back to return to Edmund. Miraz quickly got up to hit him, but Edmund shouted, making Peter turn back around. He dodged just in time, grabbing the hilt of the sword, twisting it around and stabbing Miraz's shoulder. Miraz gasped and fell to his knees, Peter holding his sword now. He hesitated again.
"What's the matter boy?" Miraz panted. "Too cowardly to take a life?"
"It's not mine to take." Peter replied. He turned to Caspian, handing him the sword.
Caspian stepped forward, slowly raising the sword.
"Perhaps I was wrong." Miraz said to him. "It seems you do have the makings of a good Telmarine King after all."
With that, he bowed his head as Caspian raised the sword higher, screaming out. He stabbed the ground in front of Miraz instead, though, lowering his eyes to be level with the King's.
"Not one like you." he replied. "Keep your life, but I am giving the Narnians back their Kingdom."
Caspian then turned around, Makeeda raising her bow appreciatively at him. The Narnians cheered behind them. It was a short victory though, when Miraz fell dead because of his soldier stabbing him in the back with an arrow. He pretended to look surprised, pointing up at the archers.
"Treachery! They shot him! They murdered our King! Two arms!"
Soldiers rushed at Peter, but he killed them quickly. Edmund, Bane and Gabriella pulled out their swords. Makeeda looked at Edmund.
"I must go join Shruikan." she told him.
"Go." he replied, bringing her into his one free arm for a moment, his lips pressing to hers.
After pulling away, she ran to her dragon, climbing up to his back as she got her bow ready. After a few moments of aiming, she heard Susan issue the command, the battle starting.
"Fire!"