"Ugh, wasn't paying attention," Lancelot muttered as he stealthily pinched an Arcane Rune with his shield-bearing left hand, and suddenly, his loincloth sprouted a pair of vine underpants, "No peeping... Now we're even."
"I've noticed you're quite the grudge holder," Bruto snorted, as three Frost Giants began charging toward them. The Dwarf nudged Lancelot's calf with his behind, "I just had a brilliant idea, can you throw me over there? Aim for the one on the right..."
"No problem," Lancelot stepped back, "Squat down, curl up... Yeah, like that, get tense!"
With a hefty lift of his foot, Giant Lancelot kicked Bruto's butt hard.
"Aghhhhh!!!"