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You can see the two of them getting into it. If there was any actual intention of the Samurai joining the Viking, it would be spoiled by the latter's taunts.
<span class="mu-g">”And yet you come here carrying a sword on your hip.”</span>
“I don't draw it unless I've already one.”
<span class="mu-g">”You're a coward.”</span>
“You're a cow.”
The Viking presses a finger under one of the Samurai's rather large man breasts, causing him to get angry. He slapped his hand away, before following up with an open handed slap that the Viking quickly dodges. The massive banquet platform doesn't budge as the two fight around it; bolted to the floor.
You watch closely, feeling privileged to get to watch this clash of the titans. But more importantly, this is useful recon for yourself.
The Viking is quick, despite his size. He's a natural fighter, dodging punches and open handed slaps. True to his word, he doesn't draw his sword, preferring powerful punches. His footwork is good too, avoiding the bulk of the ex-Sumo, and he gives the Samurai a powerful hook to the side; but the big man hardly reacts. Oh! His body fat is actually absorbing the punch. You didn't expect that.
To be fair, you feel a little bad for the Samurai, but it's also just so unusual. Food is expensive, and the city's culture strongly emphasizes low impact eating habits to cut down on food waste. Basically nobody on level 5 is obese, so this unique style of “fighting” is something new.
Despite this setback, the Viking very clearly realizes what is happening, and changes his approach quickly. Instead of just relying on pure brute strength and aggression like most of the punks on level 5, he actually changes his strategy. He grabs the Samurai instead, bypassing his natural armor, quickly wearing him out. Despite his “armor”, the fat is slowing him down and clearly affecting his cardiovascular stamina. He is already sweating all over. The Viking's powerful arms grab and swing the big man around, going around the restaurant and knocking over objects. The guests pile on into the corners or run away; though you see several trying desperately to stuff their meals down their throats before they get tipped over or forced out of the restaurant, trying to get their money's work. The employees stand back and peak in from the kitchen, helpless. You suddenly realize why the Viking would want to confront his main rival in front of all these people. It's the infamy he's really after.
