Peyton walked into the ring first from the other side while at the opposite end, George walked into it, staring into his eyes. "I will win… You know it's fixed, I beat you once, and I can do it again."
"Hey, remember when I asked you if you were sure that you wanted to fight me?" George asked.
"You mean that trick? Well, that didn't work that well for you didnt it?"
"Maybe it did…" George replied. "Now since you are in this ring, I will give you one more chance, would you really want to fight with me now, or would you want to be beaten up so badly you would never want to go back in class again without a mask to cover that face of yours."
Peyton couldn't lie to himself; he gulped as he heard when George mutter those words out; despite knowing that it was just mere words that held no bearing, he still felt threatened by those words.
