"So what, I'm no knight I just don't believe in striking a defenseless man.  Besides, all I want to do is prove that my master's techniques are the best in the world."  Raphael begin to press forward and shrugged.  "How's about we go with a submission match."  His blade was itching to tear into Risir's flesh; he had seen some of his fights and had witnessed his fighting style.  It made him furious to watch the brute and even more so to see him win, time and time again.  A glint in his eye formed as he channeled magic to his feet getting ready for his opening.