Crispus slowly walked toward me probably thinking that he would have a better chance against me, since I am the skinniest and shortest here if you don't count him. I crossed my arms, stood there, and intently stared at him. He seemed to be frightened by my inquisitive glare. He raised his head, held his breath, and glanced at the sky, then me with his giant, blue fish eyes. He then exhaled and stood at the ready possibly thinking about his next move. Bored with him I turned my attention back to Aetius' fight. Aetius was winning by far. The other guy would swing miss get a good under hooked punch and repeat. Crispus yelled out and started stumbling toward me.
I looked at him surprisingly and widened my amber colored eyes while I furrowed my brow. I had quite a bit of confidence in my fighting skills even though I was scrawny, so I stood awaiting his 3 yard run. He came to me and went to strike me with the saddest punch I had ever seen. He grabbed his rondel dagger then and tried to stab my side. I grabbed his fist and and the arm that held the dagger. I looked around us to see the others were fighting as well.
Crispus looked almost surprised and fearful for his life at my actions. "You could go and wait over in the corner." I said. He looked at me and exclaimed a confused sound. "If you fight any of use you'll lose and die, so if you stay back till the winner is left maybe he'll forget about you or he'll forfeit. In any way you'll survive longer there." I said calmly. I said this with a straight face, while he seemed terrified. He had stopped using force with his hands and stopped trying to release from my grasp.
I then pulled on one of his arms down to the ground and I pulled the other around, twisting it. "Hey, wait! Wha-,"crack! His surprise at my actions was settled by the bone of his elbow popping out. He started crying and whining like he had never had an injury in his life. "I thought that…" His words were muffled by his loud and irritating sobs. "Sorry, but I have better things to do right now." I explained to him. I grabbed the bo staff out of the sack on my back and placed his head on my knee. He grunted as I moved his pained body. "You should've sat in the corner in the first place. Oh, well…"I smashed my bo staff on his head creating force to his brain from his skull collapsing on itself. He started spitting up blood and the crushed part of his head oozed it as well. Finally, his whimpers subsided and I knew that his life had departed.