High Guard Cliffton!!!

"High Guard Cliffton!!!" the announcer shouts. The door swings open as the High Guard starts to walk to the center.

"FOR HONOR!!!!" a group of civilians shout.

High Guard Cliffton walks normally, not raising his Halberd or Shield at all, walking to the arena to his corner, he reaches his position, kneels down toward his lord. Stays kneeled down for about 10 seconds before rising, lifting his Halberd in the air briefly before bringing it down, standing as still as a statue. Quiet as can be.

"DIE!!!!!!!" Sir Trillian shouts at him, but he doesn't move a muscle.

Cliffton stands strong, as still as can be. He helmet slowly turns toward his lord. He gives a light nod at him as he brings his halberd into the air, only to quickly bring it back to the ground. "For you, my lord." he says.

"The Honorable High Guard Cliffton!!!" the announcer continues "And to end this free for all, the winner of last year..."