((sorry for being late, honestly i dont think theres any point in describing a fist-fight.))

Gangplank got hit in the stomach, then started to punch Pantheon, but his fist stopped in midair.

"He's right, we shouldn't be doing this. We dont get anything out of it"

((Rud, good luck beating Ovalusc. He beat me, and I'm the most OP summoner, excluding Necromonger and Kaz, who RPs here.))

(( Just because I can lock someone down and threaten to imprison them for an eternity in an out-of-combat situation doesn't mean I can do that in a real combat situation. DX No one in their right mind would allow that to happen. ))

((Maybe we should fight sometime? I'd open up with a nice, big hug...))

A yellow flash flies through an opening and lands, turning into a creature. It looks around, sees the fights, and grins. It then moves to an arena that isn't used yet and turns it into a race track. It starts running over the track.

"Hey, pirate, spearman!!! Need me to help you get out before the summoners trash the place? You seem....unable to walk. Next time you two fight, try not to aim for the legs."

"I can walk on my own, monkey. These are not the worst wounds I have sustained."

Ezreal sits down under the shade of a nearby tree and watches the sparring matches going on, patiently waiting for Fortune. *thinking to himself* Hmmmm, well maybe she chickened out. I don't blame her, I'd be scared too.