[@Liliya]

[i]Throw Billuh away? Flinch or manouver away from an attack? The gnome did not know Gonad very well. Gonad endured battles almost every day, battles that would make a Vietnam vet wet himself. Despite his strength and skill, he most often found that guts was what separated the dead from the living. An opponent that doesn't give each attack their all is one who is destined to lose. Sometimes they hide their cowardice behind excuses, convincing themselves that they are "feeling out the target". Only a fool feels out an enemy that fears not death. The fool paces and jumps around, he flicks his little sword in and out with no real expectation to find a quick kill, he seeks comfort behind the length of a weapon and the thick of a shield, he hides amongst a circle of comrades and becomes dependent on the false courage of numbers. He knows not what it means to be willing to sacrifice one's very flesh and blood for victory, nay, cannot even comprehend the harsh reality of it. They like to say that preparation decides the victor. Well, Mike Tyson likes to say that everyone has a plan, until they get punched in the face. This is why, when the mortal hunter's gun fails him before a mother grizzly, he dies screaming and helpless, despite whatever illusory notions he may have previously held about his own toughness. Sometimes bears don't give a shit about taking a bullet, and bears are just the tip of the iceberg. 

Ah, but Billuh was a kindred soul. One that understood the philosophy of the Beardforce, deep down. He had as much guts as Gonad, and because of this he had found the barbarian's only weakness. He had inadvertently forced Gonad to abandon his technical skills by turning the fight into a roshambo contest, into no holds barred "Chicken". Gonad's honor defined him, and he simply had to take whatever Billuh threw at him, just as Billuh took Gonad's attacks head on. He had turned Gonad's game against him.

Gonad saw Billuh was willing to dash himself to pieces against stone to win. Gonad therefore had no choice but to do the same. If he tried to escape or turn the tables on Billuh, that would be a true defeat for Gonad. Perhaps not outwardly, but he would know defeat in his soul. Pshhhhaww. As if Gonad wasn't happy to go along for the ride already. His blood soaked chest heaved with a passionate roar, but just before impact he would hold one of those mid-action dialogues with Billuh. There was something that had to be settled. [/i]

[b][color=ed1c24]"Hruh... What be name of Mighty Migdet Man, for remember name Gonad will."[/color][/b]