[u][b]Al[/b][/u]

Smash! Crash! Crunch!

The sounds of his legs and fists crushing stone and steel alike was a constant throughout the ongoing struggle that was this battle. With a brisk sweat running down his brow he suddenly heard a loud inhuman voice call out from one of the entrances.

A large reddish grey demon looking guy with a big club was floating in towards the center of the arena. He had said something in Japanese which, of course, Al couldn't understand a lick of. From everything he had seen this guy clearly had to be the ringleader or something to this whole mess of statue men.

Just as the floating guy was about to fly into a long speech in Japanese about something Al turned, yanking his fist from the middle of a statue man's chest and pointing directly at the large guy.

"Hey!" He shouted at the horned fiend before he could even get through a sentence of what he was trying to say.

"Shaddap!"

Wasting no time Al leapt from the stands, his feat cracking the concrete beneath them and sending a cloud of dust & pebbles up from his launch. In a fairly straight arc Al soared at the demon looking thing with his elbow straight out in front of him. He was going to try and clock the horny bastard with a diving elbow drop with the idea of catching the fat dork off-guard since he was gabbing away.

It was far from a fool-proof plan.