[b]"Well then my good friend let's do this thing."[/b] He walked over to his allocated area. [b]"Remember North no knifes, we may have little shields but it'll go straight through them, and we don't want another Cal situation"[/b], he took his knife out of the holder in his armour and threw it on the floor. The timer ticked down from 5, Iowa Readied up lifting his arms into a defensible position. He always preferred the more stealthy style of approach of combat instead of full on sparring. The timer finally ticked down to zero and the match begun. Iowa went full out; if he was going to do combat he was going to do it properly. The match began. Iowa moved towards North, keeping in a combat stance. He swung first aiming for the head then he threw two more at the lower chest. He knew they wouldn’t all hit and so moved back into his defensive position.