Grinning Alexander took his blade in one hand and glared at his opponent. Figured he would be pitched against one of the few fighters that came from that stock. Well, at least the fight wouldn't be once sided. His grin began to get maniacal and he moved back into his battle stance. Then he saw a single iron coin fall in front of him, ah it was a message to his master. He decided to use the direct approach and charged at the son of the muses. "Well, a real battle the will be. Let us give the spectators something to watch brother of poets, let's fight till the final gong tolls." He yelled as he charged.