"Hi, Morty." [i]A resounding wave of jeers, insults, vulgarities, and worse would sound, once Mortar's face was finally revealed to the crowd of the arena. Irina had still leaned upon her newest sword, the blade stuck into the depths of the arena's dusty earth still.[/i] "You don't happen to be too busy, do you? Good. I believe the time's about ripe.. for a trial by combat. To the death. You win, and I don't tear apart the dragon family.. because I'm dead. If I win.. I teat apart the dragon family because you're dead. ...decisions."