"That if my speech offend a noble heart, Thy arm may do thee justice. Here is mine. Behold, it is my privilege, the privilege of mine honors, My oath, and my profession. I protest, Maugre thy strength, place, youth, and eminence, Despite thy victor-sword and fire-new fortune, Thy valor, and thy heart, thou art a traitor, False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father, Conspirant ’gainst this high illustrious prince, And from th’ extremest upward of thy head To the descent and dust below thy foot, A most toad-spotted traitor. Say thou “no,” This sword, this arm, and my best spirits are bent To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak, Thou liest. " - The final battle between the two brothers is definitely of note. Edgar holds himself well, nobly, and the instance of swordfighting to defend rank and honor is once again interesting to see.