Rindheart stepped through another portal back into the lobby, somewhat frazzled by the heat and his strange fight but none the worse of wear. It looked like the monk had made it back as well, though there were no other competitors. Rindheart glanced at the bloodied sleeve, "Looks like you've got a bit of bite even if ya've got no bark. We'll see how long that continues for ya mute man." Rindheart said, not really expecting an answer as he took a drink of something he'd snatched from the bar.