"Ah, but you have something he does not."

Emet-Selch does not much appear to be a warrior at first glance. Not with the casual opulence of his robes, fur-trimmed as they are, or the fact that he seems to slouch as a matter of habit. But by the smile on his face and the amused gleam in his eye it very definitely seems as if he is offering himself as a sparring partner.