The muscular man walked into the center of the field and could be seen much more clearly now. His skin had a greenish tint to it. It seemed even his muscles had muscles. What, at a distance, appeared to be a large gut, could now be distinguished as an extremely muscular stomach that literally bulged with strength. The giant figure was anything but graceful, he walked with a sort of swagger as would be expected from an orc.

He had placed himself in the middle of the coliseum and began to slowly swing his heavy flail around his head as if to challenge the 4 tyrants that now surrounded him. Odin had picked up his sword again, though he wasn't sure how useful it would actually be. Strider still carried the bow and had a few arrows in hand. Patty remained unarmed and the dark stranger was poised as though he was about to wrestle, holding the bloodied dagger in his right hand.

Without a word, Strider, the elf, readied his bow, took aim, and fired an arrow. A dull thud could be heard as the arrow stuck loosely into the man's abdomen. An animal like growl came from the man as he turned angrily toward Strider. The crowd went silent as they watched on. The man stopped spinning the flail over his head and began to run wildly at the elf. Strider readied another arrow as fast as he could and fired again with such haste that he missed. A haunting buzz sound was heard as the arrow soared over the man's shoulder and broke on the solid ground. Strider went slightly airborne as the beast threw all his weight into his shoulder and rammed into Strider's front side at full speed. Thrown nearly 15ft backward, Strider was knocked unconscious and lay silent now on the already bloodied ground. The green skinned man hit his massive chest with both fists and raised his arms in the air while giving out a deep-throated holler for the crowd's approval. He spun around while still praising himself and was taken by surprise when Patty suddenly appeared with his feet coming straight at the man's chest. Patty had jumped up and thrown both feet into the beast's chest in a drop kick maneuver. It pushed the creature back a few steps but seemed to have little effect in hurting him. However, Patty fell to the ground and was now at the mercy of the heavy flail that was about to come down on him. A bright flash seemed to generate from the creature's eyes just as the flail was coming down. The flail swung wide and the creature reached for its eyes as though it had been blinded.

"I don't know how many more times I can do that so take advantage of it now!" Odin hollered from a few feet away.

It seemed the crowd had forgotten about the dark man, since they were all surprised to suddenly see him reappear out of nowhere and stab the creature in the back with the silvered dagger. A bear-like growl came from the man as he regained his sight. Since Patty was the only one he could see, he assumed Patty was also the source of the sharp pain he had just received in his back. Bringing the flail around again he brought all of its mass down for a powerful attack on Patty. Quickly, swinging his legs over his head, Patty rolled backwards, flipping over completely and landing loosely on his hands and feet, just missing the flail's bite. Becoming aware of the dagger still wedged in his back, the creature turned to see the dark man standing behind him.

"Crap! My dagger!" The man yelled seeing that it was still lodged in the creature's back.

The hulking creature let out another growl as he brought his bare fist up to smash over the unarmed man's skull. A dog like howl rang through the air as Odin pulled the dagger out with an invisible hand, still several feet from the creature. The green man turned toward Odin only to have his shin kicked out by Patty who had regained his courage. The dark man quickly picked the dagger up, jumped on top of the large man's back and stabbed deep into the man's spine. An echoing "Snap!" was heard and a very short high-pitched scream came from the green creature. Instantly, he fell silent and stopped moving. Waiting a moment to make sure the creature was actually dead, they all fell silent. He was dead, and the crowd joyfully applauded.