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Grimlock grined, reaching up to rub his chin and forgetting his new arm as he punched himself in the chin. He sore the Dok was laughing but was more concerned about the two teeth he had just punch out of his own mouth. Growling he bent down to pick them up, ensuring to use his ork arm and handed them to the Dok.

"Konsider dis a part payment, I'll not only win da fight, I'll rip apart any gutwrencher that dare opposes me and dis ere arm" Grimlock said, walking to the door, his right side leaning over as he tried to get use to walking with this extra weight.

"I iz gonna enjoy dis! Grimlock thought to himself, kicking a grot clear over a building as he booted it for daring to get in his way. He walked up to the stand where several Orks were squabbling as they tried to push to the front to sign up before each other. Grimlock waded through the crowd, the smaller orks being wise enough not argue.

In front of him was a huge Ork, 2 foot taller than Grimlock who stood facing the stand, arms crossed and not in any rush, knowing that he will would be the winner so need not rush. Grimlock tapped him on the shoulder and said "Excus me, you iz in my way"

The taller ork slowly turned around, arms still crossed and then looked down at the smaller Grimlock. Slowly he unfolded his arms and grabbed Grimlock by the scruff of his neck and lifted him clearly off the ground. "Get lost ya lousy git, or else I'll stomp all ova you!" he snarled, spitting over him as he talked. The orks around snickered and jeered, some having been pushed out the way previously by Grimlock.

Grimlock grinned "No, yous gets lost!" and with that he did an upper cut, his new arm punching into the taller orks gut and piercing his chest. The ork keeled over clutching his chest as he let go of Grimlock. A severe, but not fatal blow, the ork would not be fighting today as he crawled away and others kicked him unsportingly.

Grimlock stepped up to the stand "I iz ere to fight!" he proclaimed to the Ork in charge. "Sign ere's Came the reply. Grimlock looked down at the slate and slapped his new arm down hand spread, leaving a bloodied hand print on the slate, the blood of course, belonging to the misfortunate Ork.

"When does iz start?" Grimlock said, grinning at the ork.

the grot at the desk replied theyz got a coupla nobz fightin gobzilla in dere, I can let ya in fer dis un or yoo can watch em get eated and fight sum squigz er summink.

the dok then noticed he was all alone "OI, Whara youz gits at!!!"

Iz roight ere but no-un elze iz