"You think you can beat me in physical combat?" The barbarian laughs harder than she's ever laughed before. "With those twigs you call arms, I doubt you could even lift a weapon!"
"So you accept my challenge?"
"I gladly accept! Get ready to cry, sorceress!"
The barbarian's muscles strain as she lifts her giant battle ax from the ground and charges toward her puny little adversary.
The sorceress smiles slyly and snaps her fingers, activating a growth spell.
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