Harley easily claims the advantage.

"Oh, by the way..." Harley began, holding her sword stance with a confident smile in spite of the stakes. "How is your neck doing, Liam?"

"Ah, right," he responded, rolling his head in demonstration before smiling again. "Thanks to you, it's just about better. I never did thank you for that, did I?"

"There's no need," she responded, raising her free hand as a faint blue glow appeared. "I hardly did anything. Just try and take it easy for a little bit... You never know when I could, hmm, accidentally forget to hold that spell in place. If I get distracted for just a little bit..." As she spoke, the glow disappeared.

"Oh... Oh, you dirty rat! That's ch-" Liam started, before his teeth suddenly clenched in pain. He felt the bones in his neck creak suddenly, as if the pain from his earlier collision with Ralli had never been healed. As his ordinarily hidden eyes bulged from their sockets, he fell to his knees and grasped at his shoulders in vain.

"It's not the most knightly way to win, but then again, this is hardly a duel between two knights," Harley reminded him, casually walking over as she spoke. "This is simply a lesson from a knight trainee to a knight trainee wannabe... now, wannabe, get out of the trainee's arena!" she shouted, swinging her sword hard enough across the young man's face to knock spit from his mouth.

"Attagirl, Harley!" her brother shouted, clapping his training gauntlets together. "If this asshole wants a fair fight, let 'im have it with Ms. Ralli after he turns her back to normal!"

"You two..." Ralli spoke, rising from the ground and looking uncharacteristically emotional as she straightened her skirt, her lower lip quivering. "I have trained... two fine young people, after all..."

"... Shucks, ma'am," Harvey responded, blushing at the unexpected praise from the sergeant he respected. "It was all Harley, after all."

"Hehe," Harley giggled, crossing her arms with her sword behind her and beaming at Ralli. "I'll take some praise, ma'am!"

"This... isn't... o-o-oh...!" Liam growled from the ground in defeat, biting his tongue as he tried to speak and continuing to writhe in pain.

"I must thank you... I owe you an enormous debt," Ralli told the Dustaine siblings, bowing diligently over and over. "I may owe you my life."