Standing in front of the dark ring, a man with a finely stitched dark suit and perfectly combed hair started clearing his throat while looking at the palm of his hand with words written in ink.
"Michael, the ring is ready."
"Right." He replied in a deep voice, harsh voice, nodding before clearing the dust off his tie
The ring was still dark as he got into the ring. But the moment he stood in the middle of it, the four pillars of the ring lit in bright fire, making him visible.
He took a deep breath before taking out the blue tablet and putting it in front of his mouth,
"Ladies and gentlemen, fight fans from Edostead City and beyond; it's the moment you've all been waiting for! Live, from the heart of Edostead City, it's time for the MAIN EVENT of the evening, and it's all for the prestigious City Championship!" He then cleared his throat again before pointing at one side of the ring, which remained dark.
