Re: Valiant's Vendetta
He stands stock still for a second, and then smiles nastily. He steps back, and bows you on your way.
Once you're past him, you hear him carroll out with too cheerful mockery...
"Oh, Big Foot, we've got a challenger. His Name is Unknown, to me anyways."
The crowds in front of you part, and you see a passage directly down the pier to where a huge man, with bright, red metallic boots cladding his feet, and a pair of cut-off jeans covering his thighs and waist, and nothing else. He looks up with a kind of casual interest, and you realize, he's big, no, scratch that, very big. Then he stands up, and the sky almost seems to retreat to give him room.
Seven feet, three-hundred fifty pounds, most of it muscle.
Someone in the crowd screams out "7-1, Big Foot vs. Unknown." And suddenly there is a lot of gambling action from the hundred or so smaller men in the crowd.
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