[i]The look upon the big lug's face could best be likened to that of a freshly christened father whose son had just been delivered. [/i]

[b]"HRAH! True such things be. Honor be rare and full of price, like diamond.  Become ready Cracky Hot Man, for much sport will we have!"[/b]

[i]The barbarian raised his loose, open hands and slid his left foot back. Each veiny paw was the size of a normal man's head. Protruding, knoblike knuckles bulged out against the thick layered leather handwraps he wore. With or without the immense weighted bracers on his forearms, there could be no further doubt that men existed who could consistently kill with a single punch. Once Guerra had prepared himself, without further ado would the spar be initiated![/i]

[b]"HRAH! BEGIN!"[/b]