Both the party chose the forest clearing in front of the village as their venue.
The Ogres had gathered around one side of the clearing.
The Undead had gathered around another side, marking an unofficial boundary of the fighting ring.
The four contenders met at the middle of the invisible ring amidst cheering of the
Korrath, the young but powerful ogre, stood firm, towering over the three challengers.
His huge hammer, which he always used to carry with him, was now lying against a tree nearby.
As he had demanded to fight barehanded, he had left his hammer and now clenched his massive fists.
His sharp golden eyes were fixed on the kids before him.
"Are you sure about this?" Korrath asked again in his usual calm voice. There was a hint of warning in his voice: "I don't need a weapon to show you the gap in our strength.
But when in a fight, I can't hold back.
I hope I won't regret later for not holding back."
