I decided to take a crack at the troll version of artfight. I now have a better understanding of violence as a medium of artistic expression and what the doctor I consulted called 'holy lord, your rib is backwards, I have to call my University professor and ask him what to do about this.' The most embarrassing part of the whole experience was the fact that they took one look at me in all of my sickly frail glory and threw in who I assume was the benchwarmer to do me in given the fact he kept apologizing.
Oh dear. I am so sorry to hear that. I am gllad you survived?
Oh, don't be. I needed that. Surely you can understand what a good beatdown does to someone who is typically otherwise bedridden. It gave me a kick in the light and reminded me I am alive.
So llong as you are satisfied. I imagine the other troll has something to brag about, for beating a god in martiall combat. It matters not how well of body said God is, Ha ha. Stories lleave out such detaills.