"Only a coward waits for his opponent, unwilling to face him upon an even battlefield. You dishonor your ancestors." Herriman growled as he started walking towards Mifune, swinging his flail arm around and around at his side to give it momentum. As he walked, some more cracking and squelching could be heard as he mutated some more, but from Mifune's perspective, nothing changed. In fact, he had grown some extendable spikes of bone on his back, but his beast pelt hid them from view. 

"Come, prove to me that you're a warrior worthy of my respect. Prove it, in front ALL THESE SPECTATORS!" Herriman said, his voice building up to a yell as he quite purposefully turned his back to Mifune (but he disguised it as a temporary moment of overconfidence).