Gormog had struggled free from the Ork's deathgrip and forced the creature back with a well-placed elbow jab to the sternum. The fight was rudely interrupted, however, when a fully-armored Chaos Space Marine dropped into the pit and revved up his chainsword. Interested in a fair fight, the spectators tossed the Ork its choppa. Now Gormog was the only one left that was unarmed. 

Annoyed, the Ogryn roared, nostrils flaring and pupils distended. He unshackled his ripper gun from his torso and removed the magazine, turning the enormous shotgun into a large, metal club fitted with a 3ft long bayonet. To him, the Chaos Marine was just as much his enemy as the Ork, and he was decidedly upset at the Marine for interfering. "MY FIGHT!" Gormog bellowed and smashed his chest with his free hand, much like a gorilla might. 

Alas, it was hopeless. The Chaos Marine flung himself headlong at the ork, chainsword screaming, and Gormog found himself charging after him, bellowing incoherently. Propelled by his massively thick legs, easily the diameter of an ancient oak tree, Gormog collided with the Ork at the same time as the Space Marine, and the three combatants frantically stabbed and slashed at each other. In the chaos of the struggle, it was impossible to tell who was inflicting the most damage, and who had received the least. The Space Marine had the advantage of power armor, of course, but Ogryn skin is remarkably tough, and Gormog was still dressed in extremely thick flak armor. Orks are notoriously hard to kill in general. 

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