A Duel Disgraced/Script

Recruited by Sully

 * Sully: "Hey. You got a second?"
 * Kjelle: "Ahh!"
 * Sully: "What? I got something on my face?"
 * Kjelle: "N-no, you just...remind me of someone. Forgive me. I have no time to talk."
 * Sully: "Don't worry. It won't take long. So listen. These lowlifes have no honour. You know that, right? If you meet 'em head-on, you'll just end up with a sword in your back."
 * Kjelle: "Head-on is how I live."
 * Sully: "...Ooh, I like you. And that's all the more reason I can't let you charge off on your own."
 * Kjelle: "Do not try to stop me!"
 * Sully: "I'm not stopping you. I'm coming with you. You just focus on finishing your duel, and I'll kill any idiot who gets in the way."
 * Kjelle: "R-right!"

Recruited by Chrom

 * Chrom: "Excuse me—"
 * Kjelle: "Wha—?! Die, fiend! Y-you parried my spear. ...How did you do that?"
 * Chrom: I get a lot of practice. Now can you please stop trying to skewer me for a second? We're not your enemies. A friend sent us to help you. There are too many for you to fight alone, no matter your skill. We'll take care of the rabble while you fight your duel.
 * Kjelle: You would do this for a stranger?
 * Chrom: Is that a problem?
 * Kjelle: N-no, of course not. Thank you.

Recruited by Chrom (Father)

 * Chrom: "Excuse me—"
 * Kjelle: "Wha—?! Die, fiend! Y-you parried my spear. But how did you... Wait. Do I know you? I feel as if we've met, but... No, that's impossible."
 * Chrom: "I hate to interrupt your musing, but could you perhaps lower your spear? We've been sent here to help you. They are too many for you to fight alone. We'll take care of the rabble while you fight your duel."
 * Kjelle: "You would do this for a stranger?"
 * Chrom: "Is that a problem?"
 * Kjelle: "N-no, of course not. Thank you."

Kjelle vs. Cassius

 * Kjelle: If you believe in gods, you'd better pray to them now!
 * Cassius: My, my. Aren't we confident?
 * Kjelle: I don't fear you, coward!
 * Cassius: Aye, I suppose not. Most fools assume that liars and sneaks like me are weak. They want us to be weak, see? They NEED it. It lets them hold on to the fantasy that right prevails in the end. Heh... They can think what they want. A cocky fool is an easy target. Truth is, in the end, it's the clever ones who always survive.
 * Kjelle: A man who takes hostages in order to win a duel has no claim to cleverness. Even an animal would not stoop so low! But enough. I've no more words to waste on the likes of you. My master will have vengeance!
 * Cassius: Wrong, girl. Your master will have COMPANY!

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 * Cassius: Most people think a man who fights dirty is too weak to win otherwise. Heh heh... Suits me just fine. A cocky fool is an easy target!