"This is no time for workouts, old foe!" Shah-Nahul shouted as his opponent pressed down on the mammoth-man's knee. The crowd was getting restless at the lack of a clear victor- Shah-Nahul wasn't often one to job, but at the speed this fight was going he may not have much choice in the matter- that is, until he glanced up to see the steel-fisted one soar into the air like the great [i]Frahlgootenach[/i], his hands forming a great, shining hammer...