I held the Feuermischung in my right hand and Sin in my left. Holding the dagger in a reverse grip, I rose my weapons in a defensive stance, crossing the two blades as I prepped my body for a a fight. "I'm ready."
"That's the spirit!"
The earth shudder as the head of his war hammer landed on the ground. Rock and earth seemed to make way the giant of a man stood at attention.
"We'll be going with the usual rules," Grigori smiled as he laid out his conditions on beating my ass. "First to yield loses. No fatal wounds, and absolutely no big attacks."