Wednesday weilded the herring with abandon. This manor was enough to make a war-god go mad! Even though no one would die from this battle, he was enjoying himself, allowing his true warrior spirit to flame. He was also very impressed with his blood-brother's skill at handling himself in battle.

"Your not nearly the pansy I pegged you for, angel!" Wednesday bellowed (but in good humor), neatly blocking Destruction's jab and nearly de-fishing the little witch.