Unothecakeisalie

Ridgedog glanced nervously at the iron sword buried in the ground, right next to his exposed neck. A well placed kick unbalanced Strippin, and kept him from swinging his crowbar down onto his head. Jumping up, Ridge swung Benji's crowbar, trying to just gain space to fight. "You don't want to kill me," Ridge hesitantly said, hoping that this would work. "I could make your lives outside the arena miserable." Strippin laughed seeing the desperation in Ridge's actions. "It's all different now, isn't it? You're not watching us now. You're in the game." Ridgedog saw Benji getting up, and he took a chance. He shoved Strippin into the strong cobwebs