Once Ri'vashi went on the offensive, Janius actually stopped his stretches and warm-ups to stand and watch. He was astonished. The way Ri'vashi moved was as fast and strong as could be expected, but what was special was the uncanny way that she accounted for everything at a moment's notice. Lorag had little to no openings to exploit, nothing he could overbalance Ri'vashi with, even his brute strength couldn't help him.

"I wonder how this'll turn out," Janius mumbled to Kaleeth.

Gallus took the time to find some appropriate training weapons for himself, but he didn't make his way to the training dummies yet. He wanted to see the winner of this bout as the contestants were pushed ever onwards.

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Tzirret motioned with a more exaggerated nod as he recalled Ma'tanza's previous description of the aorta. "Right, Tzirret remembers you mentioning it when we were travelling."

The diaphragm sounded interesting as well. Although, for some reason, Tzirret had thought that the muscles used for breathing were around the ribs themselves. Additionally, he had no idea what 'glands' were, but he assumed that Ma'tanza was referring to the lumps near the back of the jaw that swell up when one is sick. He unconsciously reached up with a hand to feel at one of his own, though they hadn't swollen since he was a child, yet to be turned. To both mysteries, he supposed that it would make more sense when he saw them with his own eyes.

The lower body was something that Tzirret knew a little better from gutting animals, but he never enjoyed such experiences. There was a lot to name. He widened his eyes momentarily and exhaled with an overwhelmed expression. "Okay, um...stomach, liver...err...entrails, bowels. That little pocket of bile next to the liver. Kidneys...um...bladder, of course..." Tzirret's thoughts went from butchering experience to education on procreation. "There is the womb and...oh, what is the name?" Tzirret made fists and held them up, "The two...lumps on the womb..." Tzirret held one hand forward, "And the big bone that holds it all. Tzirret does not know that one either."

Looking up and opening his mouth in thought, Tzirret tried to think of anything else, but looked to Ma'tanza and closed his mouth in conclusion. "Tzirret has gutted kills before. That is all he knows, but he does not know what every piece does. A-apart from the stomach and...you know, the womb." In a sudden rush of recollection, Tzirret put up one finger and took another breath. "Oh, there is one more thing. Tzirret remembers that there is a lump of flesh behind the stomach that has a lot of blood. He does not know what it is or what it does, but he remembers it."