"The winner," said Wolf bitterly. "Gregandorf Dragmire."
"Good fight," said Chaos. "Zeph, go and collect my winnings, will you?"
"Sure," said Zephyr, walking off to the betting stall.
"I'll give you credit, Dragmire," said Chaos. "You're better than your father. But that's not really saying much."
10000 posts at last! w00t! Okay, I'm off into a quiet retirement. Don't bother me.