"[b]Hrrmph.[/b]" [i]Fenrir is already in a testy mood. His last opponent ad quit out on him before the fit was over, and he was dissatisfied with that result. Not to mention that this new foe looked to be a rather irritating character. He would end this as swiftly as he could. A pillar of fire forms around the large man, and when it dissipates, he is left in heavy battle armored, stylized in the likeness of wolves. In his hands is a massive greatsword, and flames erupt from his eyes. The temperature within the arena rises sharply, to a degree where the very ship under Fenrir begins to boil, and the atmosphere surrounding them becomes arid swiftly. He kneels to the boiling ship, and a second pillar forms around him, a third forming behind his opponent. When that pillar dissipates, the Wolf of God is left standing there, heat outpouring from his very being, and rising in temperature by the second.[/i]