The bearded devil nods and leaves with the menus. Meanwhile, below...<br/><br/>The human drives his knee into the gut of the orc, then grabs it tightly around the neck. It starts to push him back into the wall, clawing at him  in an attempt to escape, but he then manages to get the leverage to lift it, throwing it up against the stone wall. The body of the orc bounces off, crashing to the ground.<br/><br/>The human grimaces, trying to ignore the pain in his bleeding arm, and slowly advances on the orc, only for it to rapidly stand, pulling a crowbar free from the binding around its left leg, and hits him in the face with full force. The human goes down, bleeding profusely, while the orc starts appealing to the crowd. It draws a clawed thumb across its neck, waves its arms, then dives, driving an elbow into the rubcage of he human, who passes out, coughing up blood. The referee, an imp of all things, is hesitant to swoop down and raise a flag, declaring the orc the winner. It is then led out, while the human is carried, blood trailing behind.<br/><br/>The Barbazu returns, placing a chilled glass on the table and carefully pouring a deep red wine into it.<br/><br/>"Here you are, miss. Your meal will be here shortly."