Jorah heard the quiet and knew that this was no normal challenge. Even his blood riders did not seem interested in supporting their Khal. Jorah easily blocked the slice from the Arakh and was not surprised when Drogo moved in. Jorah used the momentum of the larger man to flip him over his head and send the mighty Khal to the dirt upon his back. Jorah did add some strength to knock the wind from Drogo and stun him a bit. Jorah kicked the arakh away and held his blade to Drogo's throat. He said nothing as he waited for Drogo to decide his fate. Jorah would end him if he made another attack. He would not give him the opportunity to rearm himself.

Jorah had bested the great Khal Drogo. He knew the Khal would rather die than cut his braid and live a life of shame. Jorah was leaving how he died to Drogo himself.