“The north star always guides us...to the hot wastelands of savage beasts hungry for pain! We come upon a training camp for boxing...and evil grips our hearts!

With malice...we steal the juiceboxes!!!

But caught in the act were the sly warriors of Hell...and a bloodbowl challenge insued!

Hail to the Master of the Wind...this day is yours! With glory, you march into the endzone for victory while subduing orcs and trolls alike!

and to Darkness and Worm...thy bloodletting efforts bear fruit! Upgrade, to tackle...and dirty player! Fierce is thy bladed hands!

DeMaio sucks down a juicebox. "Nothing like artifical coloring and flavoring to quench a throat plagued by road dust! Today's win converts boxing fans to Charioteer fans! Steadfast and hold tight thy grip to steeds! For the road to Hell...is a bumpy ride!"

Kill today...die tomorrow!”