Camilla stepped up to the line, and picked up the axe, before frowning at it. She had been using greataxes for nearly five years now, and this one just felt... off. After a second, she turned to the warden and inspector manning the table where they let the competitors arm up with regulation . "This axe is damaged, or at very least not in regulations for the event. Another greataxe, if you please."<br/><br/>She then twisted the handle, and the head of the axe snapped off with a loud pinging noise. There was a moment of quiet, before Devaguea leaned over, and just STARED at the 'friendly' king. "Now, about that wager?"<br/><br/>The bloodrager took the offered replacement, before nodding to herself. "Better."<br/><br/>1st round, rage, enlarge<br/>2nd round, haste, move to stand between the two log<br/>3rd attack!<br/><br/>Forty eight seconds later, Camilla finished blenderizing the sixth and final log, earning a recording shattering 30 points, before stepping back and blowing a lock of her hair out of her face. She then handed axe back to the shocked officials, before pulling her own axe out and strapping it to her back, and heading to join her lord and friend in his box.