"BEGIN!"
"HMM!" Naten grunted loudly, tensing up as he took a powerful stance as quickly as possible. At the same time, Naten ducked away in a strange, unexpected motion. "You won't find me so easy to deal with…"
"Good! That's how it's supposed to be!" Burttin's laugh echoed as his body came into view, now directly beside his opponent. His hand had swiped out for Naten's neck but missed as the attack was predicted and evaded, which had momentarily confused commoners in the audience.
All smiles, the announcer watched Burttin and Naten step back to reevaluate each other as opponents. "Amazing! From this point on, Burttin has proven himself and deserves better than being called a no-name. He's most definitely worth standing among the top ten seeds!"
"Hm… that's high praise for someone without a sponsor," Naten chuckled sarcastically.
