Betting opens as soon as the names of the combatants are announced, but since Zoro is a first-timer, they actually push him and his opponent into the ring so people can get a good look at them before betting is closed, just in case. The other guy? Is huge. Zoro's seen huge and he's still sort of taken aback by the neckless wonder, who seems to be all shoulders and arms and not much else. He's dragging a big spiked club like some kind of ogre, all the more reason to be thankful for his swords.
There's a gust of laughter and then shouts as all bets seem to be going to the house favorite. He lifts his massive arms and waves to pump up the excitement even more, while Zoro just stands with arms crossed, face blank, sizing everything up. He's already got his opponent's number, he can tell this is the sort of fighter who's won by size alone all this time. Probably could be something in a real fight, but has it been so long since he's had a real challenge that he's forgotten how to match it? Only one way to find out.
Someone bangs a gong to start the round, and Zoro slowly draws two swords as the giant ape rushes him. He seems rather unconcerned to the untrained eye, lowering the tips of the blades toward the floor and only flicking them up at the last second. His good eye zones in on the other guy, and there's a flashing of blades and suddenly Zoro is standing on the other side of the giant, his swords held forward like a bull's horns. His opponent bellows as blood runs down his arms and his club shatters into three pieces - he doesn't go down, but boy, he's not looking so good as he turns. Zoro whirls toward him without hesitation, and that's when it gets really exciting.]
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Betting opens as soon as the names of the combatants are announced, but since Zoro is a first-timer, they actually push him and his opponent into the ring so people can get a good look at them before betting is closed, just in case. The other guy? Is huge. Zoro's seen huge and he's still sort of taken aback by the neckless wonder, who seems to be all shoulders and arms and not much else. He's dragging a big spiked club like some kind of ogre, all the more reason to be thankful for his swords.
There's a gust of laughter and then shouts as all bets seem to be going to the house favorite. He lifts his massive arms and waves to pump up the excitement even more, while Zoro just stands with arms crossed, face blank, sizing everything up. He's already got his opponent's number, he can tell this is the sort of fighter who's won by size alone all this time. Probably could be something in a real fight, but has it been so long since he's had a real challenge that he's forgotten how to match it? Only one way to find out.
Someone bangs a gong to start the round, and Zoro slowly draws two swords as the giant ape rushes him. He seems rather unconcerned to the untrained eye, lowering the tips of the blades toward the floor and only flicking them up at the last second. His good eye zones in on the other guy, and there's a flashing of blades and suddenly Zoro is standing on the other side of the giant, his swords held forward like a bull's horns. His opponent bellows as blood runs down his arms and his club shatters into three pieces - he doesn't go down, but boy, he's not looking so good as he turns. Zoro whirls toward him without hesitation, and that's when it gets really exciting.]