Ray returned an hour later, flanked by Kano. Ray smiled, and stood in the middle of the ring. "Gentlemen, if you please?"
Kano walked into the ring, his rippling muscles taught and ready to strike. He looked kind of dirty, but the polished mask on the right side of his head was clean, and the red orb serving as an eye stared Crest down. "You're the punk, huh?"