The Centaur-like beings manage to arrive first. They plant the butts of their weapons in the ground and declare, loudly,<strong>"The primer found here is our prisoner! We lay claim to her!"</strong><br/><br/>Within ten seconds from them shouting that, the nightmares arrive, tearing the ground apart and sending clouds of ash from their hooves. The riders look down upon the other fiends.<br/><br/>"You will find that statement incorrect, demon." one spits upon the fiend that first spoke.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, shall we settle this the traditional way, then?"</strong><br/><br/>"Is there any other? A fight to oblivion, winners claim the prisoner. Tell me, how long have you lived?"<br/><br/><strong>"Long enough to know how to start a duel properly."</strong><br/><br/>The demons step forwards, crack their knuckles, then each sends a full-strength close-fisted punch into the groins of the devils. The Devils barely wince, merely replying by grabbing the demons by the throats, lifting them up onto their back legs, and returning the punch.<br/><br/>Fiends are so hardcore that Japanese gameshow hosts look at them and go "Dude, that's fucking hardcore!"<br/><br/>All four then start circling away, most certainly to get a build-up for a good charge. It seems as though they aren't even completely sure where the girl is, only that she's close.