[b]"Hrah! Then if ready be Tall Man, [color=9e0b0f]BEGIN!![/color]"[/b]

[i]Each forearm of the barbarian was encircled with a massively thick bracer, the nearly fluorescent blue metal as polished as a mirror. No sword nor axe nor shield adorned the brute's bear-like body. Unarmed? No. Not at all. Gonad slowly brought his empty hands up, as if meaning to calm an angry woman. With a caliginous cracking sound, he flexed his fingers. They were hairy, thick, and gnarled. Blood was caked beneath each fingernail. It was like Bruce Lee had gotten nasty with a gorilla who wasn't on the pill. Gonad loomed upon King Gaillard, attempting to cross the distance between them in an instant with smooth, phantom strides. He didn't move like any modern man. Every motion of his ripping body seemed to flow effortlessly into the next, as if the vast frame bore its very own separate consciousness. It was almost like a trick of the eyes. The barbarian would be trying to get as close as possible, right up to the shield in not stopped.[/i]