Garviel might have been more shocked after their battles together against Avshar, but the recent losses the Crusade Company suffered during the engagement with the raiders have left him with no illusions about Revan, though he still understands his charisma, and respects his tactical ability. He seems to lose his temper for just a moment, though, considering himself almost betrayed, and his fists clench, snarling. The other Romans shrink from him, remembering the gory scene the last time the Dictator lost his temper in a public setting.

"Your challenge is accepted!"

He hands off his cloak to one of his retainers, exposing his bare, powerful arms, and consciously unclenches his fists, his fingernails trailing rich blood where they have dug into his palms. He bears only a Gladius. A functional blade, well crafted, but no match for his chainsword or bolter, left at home to be repaired and tested for the battles to come.