The elderly man would walk into the arena, using his cane as support for his legs. He'd be wearing a cloak and hood made of the finest black silk. Even in the heat of battle, he'd always keep it on, not matter how bad it was.
Now, he would wait...
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 1:18 pm
"Time-out! Julius Benedict advances to the second round!"