[b]He bows his head in respect for a worthy adversary, before spitting a mixture of saliva and blood in your face.[/b] "No, friend, I don't think you will be." [b]The crack of metal crushing metal pierces the stale air. As he lifts the hammer, a scream of fury rises from his lungs and out of his mouth, and his men cheer on.[/b] [spoiler]Great job man, You're welcome to join the quest.[/spoiler]