As Volantis's resounding declaration of battle boomed through the fighting pit, Aldrich responded with a simple nod as he took up his stance, raising his fists up in a guard.
He got into a rhythm, hopping up and down in quick intervals. He geared himself mentally and physically to stay mobile, because he would need it.
If Volantis was fighting solely with orcish might, he was going to basically be a heavyweight tank with slow but heavy hits.
Aldrich, comparatively lighter, less durable, and weaker in sheer physicals, needed to abuse his mobility as much as possible.
Then again, this was the style that Aldrich was the most comfortable with. He had used it all his life in fighting Alters who were consistently naturally stronger than him.
