SHIT! That was the one thought that kept repeating through Destrudo's mind over and over as he rand from Grath. He was glad he had long legs, he could take longer strides, and run fast enough to keep Grath out of him.

He needed something to give him some breathing room to work here, and so almost breathless, he made on more lap on the outskirts of the arena, and turned for Irene, and like a coward, hid behind the skirts of her robe. This action brought chuckles from the crowd.

Grath himself skidded to a halt, and Irene turned quickly to face Destrudo.