[hr][h1][color=firebrick]Titus MacArthur[/color][/h1][hr]

"HAHAHAHA!" As Diego went flying, Titus skidded to a halt and admired his work. This guy was nothing! He looked so tough, but he was so weak! Titus brushed himself off and ran back in for another round. Then Diego shot up and...flame tornado. While Titus did admit that a flame tornado was impressive, it wasn't exactly dangerous either. The flames spun for a few moments and then decided to come take Titus' lunch money. It tore at impressive speed towards him, and then Diego leapt through the flames with his fist cocked, ready to dish out the most powerful punch of...

The fist bounced off of Titus' face weakly, not eliciting so much as a grunt from the giant of a man. Titus responded by throwing a punch of his own. In the moment that the punch failed, Titus dug his feet into the ground and drove his right arm up through the flames for the mother of all uppercuts. At this close a range, it was sure to be a one-shot end to the fight. [i]Such a shame.[/i] Titus thought [i]I could've gone a few more rounds.[/i]