Avenue was running bandages to a chirurgeon when he was interrupted by one of the uninjured men, who was waving a wooden necklace in his face. "Avenue! Sir! Prophet! We found this on that there Gorilla, what mean?", he said. 
   Avenue took the necklace to appraise it: it was a thing of beauty, the teeth adding malice to the ruggedness of the wood. [color=4BBB7D]"Clearly this was- this was sent by Hope herself. Scope, please go and- go and- go and prepare a ritual ground. We will examine this with the aid of Hope after all this,"[/color] he gestured to the scene, [color=4BBB7D]"-has been- has been dealt with,"[/color] he said. He walked over to the rest of the carcasses to see what else has been found, and Key was right behind him. This was irritating him beyond words could express, so before she could react, Avenue snapped around, causing her to crash into him and stumble back a bit. [color=4BBB7D]"Key. Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key. [b]Quit following- following me[/b]. Make yourself useful- useful and go help the healers out,"[/color] he said, pushing the bandage he was still holding into her hand and shooing her away like a fly.

Avenue resumed his previous duty, looking over the rest of the apes. Nothing else seemed to be amiss, so Avenue ordered their heads cut off and mounted on spikes, with the eyes of the one wearing the necklace gouged. They were to have bones put in their mouth, and fur on the top of the mouth removed. 
   
All that done, and the chirurgeons still needed help, so Avenue went to Tum Tum to see if there was anything he could do.
"Yes. You can get Key to actually help," Tum Tum pointed at the woman, who was shuffling along, and turned to glare at Avenue. "All she's done since you sent her over is shuffle around like that," he said. Avenue noticed that his hand was twitching. [i][color=4BBB7D]Well that's interesting,[/color][/i] thought Avenue. Raising his voice to a shout so the whole clearing could hear, he said [color=4BBB7D][b]"My Devout! A great victory- terrible victory we have won. Some of us have fallen- have fallen, but you all know how Hope wants us- wants us to react to this. Unflinchingly. Unflinchingly. Let's remember our fallen with a fight- a fight."[/b][/color] He raised his arms to the air, humming. Other voices joined his, until a dissonant chorus frightened the birds off, going on just long enough to make any onlooker uncomfortable. 
   Opening his eyes, Avenue gestured for silence. [color=4BBB7D]"The combatants will be- will be Tum Tum and Key. Tum Tum has the favour of Hope,"[/color] he declared, giving Tum Tum the iron.

A roughly ring shaped space was cleared on the ground around Key, which Tum Tum approached. Key was still nursing her bit finger, while Tum Tum was but a little bit tired and had a weapon in hand. 

[color=4BBB7D][b]"Fight!"[/b][/color]