I look up at you when you enter the ring, nodding slowly as I look you over. "Hm... Well, knew you'd be coming here eventually.. You seem like the type to go after the weaker guy after all." I say, examining you. Truthfully, I had seen how you fought and knew how you stunk. Luckily I had some ways of my own to make sure this wouldn't be an assurance of victory. "Well, good luck challenger. I've been waiting to get to fight you. I can promise you, I'm not quite as defenseless as I look."
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