Seeing as how Granra wasn't getting back up, Scar continued his charge until he was one step away from her. Seeing if this was trick, the hulking man brought down both of his axes for the killing blow that everyone knew would end this match...<br/><br/>But, both axes landed on both sides of Granra's body, not even hitting her. The dulled axes were immediately broken upon impact. Scar let out his victory battle-cry for all to hear. There was a thunderous roar of cheers, applauds, and jeers as everyone loved and despised Scar's victory.<br/><br/>His battle-cry was brief as he looked down at Granra and noted that she wasn't moving. Either she was too mangled to move, too tired to move, or was just plain knocked-out. Though, he knew that either case, she would need medical attention.<br/><br/>As the announcer spoke of Scar's victory and how he was the new champion of the arena, Scar had picked Granra and began to walk her out of the arena, pushing past the medics that were trying to get her from him...but he knew better. On the ground medics weren't going to work. He would have to get her to the medical ward and he doubted the little green men had the strength to haul  an Orc woman...they barely had the strength to pick themselves up...always making those abominations of Hobgoblins to carry stuff around for them.<br/><br/>He looked off to the side and saw his axes, ready for him...it seemed his trust in Goblin's natural cowardice was well placed. Taking a small detour, he went to the axes and strapped them to his back one by one while still carrying the woman. She had some bruises and cuts, but he couldn't see through her skin...so he had just had to assume she had some bad injuries until the doctors at the ward told him otherwise.<br/><br/>It only took a few moments before he was at the medical ward and had laid her on a cot, letting the medics see what they could do for her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>