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Spinder stood on the opposite side of the ring, his mouth now stretched into a maniacal grin as he twisted his short blade back and forth. Spinder looked like the kind of guy that could go berserk pretty quickly. I held the massive sword I had chosen from the wall in front of me with both hands.
"Let the Challenge begin!" Malic’s voice rang through the cavernous room like a gong. I braced myself and leapt into the ring.
Spinder and I circled each other, standing at the outer edges of the ring, keeping maximum distance between us.
“I’m gonna kill you,” Spinder said in a singsong kind of voice, "and then I'm going to eat you."
“I’m very tasty,” I smiled sweetly; "I bet you're really going to enjoy eating me." I began to close the distance between us, "in fact, why don't you eat me
