“He looked and looked again. The game scheduled for today was one against their woodland 'brothers', but the face of the coach looked familiar. Curufinwe Telrunya was a fast lineman who untill now had done his duty but could not really be important for the Warriors. He know his fellow players appreciated him for never letting down though.

Again he looked at the face and suddenly he remembered: it was the same coach they faced the first game. The then coached skaven. Strange move, he pondered. But then he remembered the devastating loss they suffered and it made the adrenaline rise.

Lethal and without remorse they had been. They crushed the Wood Elfs and the score told it all. Sure they were lucky but most of the time, it was pure skill. He looked at the face of the coach again and grinned. They were even now.

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