Dueling

Is it yes....I just could not eat something so bitter, it was the taste of fear that filled my mouth like the acrid smoke from a flintlock.  I got up from my chair and took a slow walk through the cabin up to the deck where the banter of my fellow mates awaited me and... my opponent. We turned and faced the opposite direction walked five steps. I held my breath trying to file away any thought of death. 3...2.....1........FIRE. In a flash it was over I felt light headed I looked down at the floor and I saw blood meandering over the stained oak deck. The question was who's was it?