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Nostrils flared, Moku the bull walks into the ring majestically. After three steps, he stops, looks around disdainfully and lets out a threatening hiss. He goes on to tag at the soft earth with a big hind hoof, lets out a chilling bellow and drives one horn into the earth, staining it with the red soil. He causes so much excitement among his fans; they are strung as tight as a guitar wire.

Across the field Sia, the other bull of lesser build, looks on almost disinterestedly. He appears reluctant to go ahead with the fight but his trainer and owner whispers something in his ear and he moves forward slowly to meet his opponent.