Eventually he turned a corner and he was blinded by the light that came at him from a door swinging open as he turned the corner. As the door open he then heard something he wasn't fully use to but had heard before. The screams of people in pleasure and in bloodlust. Ragnar walked towards the noise, covering his eyes with his left hand. His right hand already had Gorechild in it, who apparently knew something was going to happen that he didn't as it revved to life. The roar of his chainaxe was so loud in this hallway that it nearly deafened Ragnar, but none of that mattered as he walked forward passing the door that had opened up to him.
Once Ragnar's eyes adjusted to the lights around him he realized where he was. He was in an arena, and all around him was the sounds of screaming dwarves, humans and others. They all spoke in their own languages but there were so many of them that Ragnar couldn't hear one voice over another. It all sounded like just screaming and yelling white noise at this point. As he looked around, turning his body he eventually found what he was looking for. The person running the arena, a dwarf with a grey beard and hair. Ragnar couldn't see what he was wearing but what he could see was the look of bloodlust and madness in the eyes of the dwarf. Eventually this dwarf raised his hand and like that held the mute button on a remote, everyone in the arena went silent. It was so quiet that Ragnar could hear the sand being crushed by his boot before the dwarf began to speak.
" Hello Challenger! You have been chosen to fight in order to prove your worth! You will be fighting one of our champions to decide this and hopefully you give the people a good fight! Release the Golem!" The Dwarf's voice could be heard throughout the arena, most likely magically amplified to be easily heard. Once the final word was said the crowd went back to going wild, even louder this time as Ragnar could feel the noise in his chest as they all screamed for his blood.
A door on the other side of the arena opened up and a large golem stepped out of the doorway, having to stoop down in order to get past the door frame. The golem, being nearly 10 feet tall, appeared to be made of some metal that Ragnar didn't recognize and appeared to move by gears and some kind of magical power source on it's back. It did appear to be humanoid in shape other then that. The face plate was completely blank, as it most likely didn't need eye slots and could see through other means.
They both stood there for a moment before the Golem began charging towards Ragnar at full speed, and while Ragnar didn't know how strong this thing was he wasn't about to find out if he could help it. The good news about fighting someone who is large is that they have a long reach but they still have the same issues of anyone else with a long reach. Once you get past that reach, they normally have alot of issues trying to hit you. Ragnar just had to get in close.
As the golem ran across the field towards Ragnar, he realized that it wasn't as fast as he was but he was sure that in normal cases he would be much stronger and more durable then Ragnar. Well Ragnar would have to put a test to that theory. Choking up on his axe, his hand sliding from the normal place on the throat, sliding across the belly until his hand was resting behind the beard of the axe. This turned his weapon from a reach weapon to a modified punching weapon. The Golem did the thing that it was most likely programed to do, and went for a face punch with it's right hand, most likely trying to end the fight in a single moment. Boring.
Ragnar leaned his body to his left and down, while swinging his fist axe up at his opponents swinging hand. The golem had already committed to the attack and as the blow hit nothing but air and the door that Ragnar was standing behind the axe bit into the forearm of the Golem. Under normal cases, Ragnar was sure that this Golems's armor would have easily taken most hits without any issue. The issue was that Gorechild wasn't normal. As the Shower of sparks fell over Ragnar and on the Golem as Gorechild bit and tore through whatever metal this was within a second, and the rest of the force went directly into the internal mechanisms of the golem and a black liquor came pouring out of the Golem and the golems arm went limp, useless.
Now missing an arm, the Golem didn't stop it's attack not seeming to notice the lack of the arm with an attempted front kick with his right leg. Sadly for him, Ragnar simply continued his movement to his left, before planting his right foot next to the foot of the golem and turning on that foot. His hand slide down the half of the axe back to the throat as spun. This would normally be a horrible place to be in a real fight, as the opponent could easily punch you right in your back but given that the Golem's right arm was disabled and the leg was dealing with the front kick Ragnar didn't have to worry about that. After doing a 180 degree turn on his right foot, his left foot now parallel with his right, his right hand still holding Gorechild screamed into the Golem's back enhanced by the spin move and the extra leverage from using the axe correctly.
Gorechild bit into the Golem's back, which apparently had something important in it as both of the legs on the Golem fell limp as it fell to the ground without useable legs to fight. It was easy at that point to remove the golem's faceless head from it's shoulders with acouple of good hacks from Gorechild. Ragnar had won this fight.
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