Dagr raised in a light blue eyebrow as he looked down at the iron ball in the ground, "Looks like he, uh, hasn't forgiven you for beating him last year. That, uh, sucks. Try not to let him uh...bait you? Keep it on the mats?" Dagr would have laughed in his captains face if he was one for laughing, he had no problem with Gunnar, and wasn't overly concerned with the big Ispolin. Of course Dagr would never say that out loud he liked Sigurd and wouldn't want to hurt the fire giants feelings by laughing at him, not to mention the trouble it might start with Gunnar and even though Dagr was confident he could best the larger giant he knew the schools policy on fighting, and he didn't want to walk that road again. 

With a simple nod to the fire giant Dagr moved to the weight stick that the oni had been using and started to swing it in wide varying circles then stopping it halfway through the swing and starting the other way.