Sean stood alone in the darkness on the otherwise sunny day, covered in the shadow of Remy before him. The closer Sean crept to him, the taller Remy grew, and the darker everything became within his far reaching shadow.

Sean put on a brave face though; it was clear he was unnerved by this sudden newcomer. He was not afraid of him the same way he was of his sister, the same way he knew he couldn't argue his way out of this with her. It was a different kind of fear, of something unknown about what was before him.

Meanwhile, the look on Remy's face was as if he hadn't even registered that Sean was there at all. A cold, dead blankness was cast over his face, but Sean could tell he meant business. Something displayed when he was the first of them to speak.

"This is who you sent before me?" Remy questioned. "A lamb to the slaughter."

"There's more wolf in this lamb." Sean replied confidently to him tugging on his gi. Remy made no reply to him. "You're a fighter?" Sean asked unsure of what to make of the man he was facing off against.

"Unfortunately." Remy confirmed dismally.

"And you want to defeat other fighters?" Sean continued with another question. This one was more obvious than the last. Clearly Sean was trying to get a sense of who this guy was and what he was about.

"Of course." Remy answered with more strength in his voice. What else would someone want to fight for?

"But why?" he asked a third question, cutting to the heart of the matter.

"What better thing for the world would there be than to defeat those who cause it such misery."

Now Sean's line of questioning was done, so naturally he came to a conclusion. Contradictory as it was, Remy seemed just as much of an enigma now as when he first appeared.

"But you're a fighter too." Sean repeated his initial question now as a statement, but almost felt he didn't really get anywhere. That he only arrived back at his first question.

"Tsch." Remy let out. "One of life's great disappointments, isn't it." he replied, closing his eyes and flicking his hair. Then, when he opened his eye, it glared at Sean. "Now I will ask you a question. Only one..." he paused, sizing him up. "Why do you fight?"

"Me?" he asked. "Right now because she put me up to it!" he pointed back to Laura standing behind him at the dojo. Remy's eyes turned back to her. She winked and blew a kiss in his direction.

He was unreceptive.

"But also," Sean said, getting Remy's attention again. "to promote Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu and get stronger."

"You'll need to get strong in a world so harsh and cruel." Remy stated, almost agreeing with him. "But promoting that fighting style will only make the world worse than it already is." he said as his eyes locked onto Sean before him with hatred in his eyes. The dead stare on his face came to life, if only in scorching hatred of what was before him. "My father was such a man. A 'warrior'. " he spat mockingly. "A fighter whose selfish actions destroyed those around him. I'll never forgive him or those like him." his eyes zeroed in on Sean at that moment. For Remy had come to a conclusion just as Sean had. "You're no different." he concluded scornfully.

Sean was ready for a fight, but not these accusations.

"Selfish?" Sean repeated "I'm not alone, in case you didn't notice." he said, waving his arms not only to the two behind him. But to all the crowd who came here for them as well. "But you are." he finished, pointing a finger to him.

Remy stifled at the accusation thrown back at him, like he was struck by the first blow. Only his eyes moved as he scanned the crowd cowering all around. He saw Laura and Fabio standing ahead of him, even Blanka too. Everyone shared the same accusatory, confused glare at the paradox of the man before them.

This fighter that hates all other fighters, even himself.

Remy was used to that look, though. They would all have to learn his way of thinking, and there was only one way to do that.

"Show me your fighting style." he said, taking his own fighting stance. "So I can destroy it."

With nothing else to say, Sean had no choice but to oblige, putting his fists up.

"Gotta give the people what they want." he agreed, almost sighing since he was put up to this.

"Whoo Hoo! You got this, Sean!" Laura cheered him on from the behind.

"Good luck, little buddy!" Blanka rooted for him along with her.

"Make us proud." Fabio said, a bit quieter than the others, but his brother still heard him. Fabio was noticeably less enthused by this than Laura was. Her high jacking the show with Blanka was one this, but this? This was a whole new kind of danger.

It didn't help that Laura ogled this newcomer the same way their audience ogled her.

Releasing a breath, Fabio resigned himself to what would come next. But if it went bad, how long could he let it go on?

"He better not mess this up." Laura said aloud but meant it to Fabio, though neither one looked to the other when she said it. Both of them kept their eyes on the two ahead and the battle that would follow. "Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu is on the line here."

"You're the one who put him up to this." Fabio said, keeping his eyes ahead. "If anything happens, it'll come down on you." he pointed out.

"Pff." she blew a raspberry to him. "You don't think I know what I'm doing?"

"Half the time..." he paused, and the worry on his face gave way to a lighthearted smirk. "No."

She stuck her tongue out at him in reply. Fabio was just as strong and skilled as she was, so she couldn't muscle him around like she did Sean. So playful taunts and teases were all he got. But as she remained her usual upbeat self, he couldn't hide his dread at what was coming next. Something she could see easily.

"Now we'll get to see how strong he's become." she commented.

"I hope so. And if not?" he asked, worry coming back to him now.

"Don't be worried about him." she reassured him. "If anything happens, I'll rush in to save him."

Fabio managed to chuckle. "You just wanna get closer to this guy."

"I was talking about saving him if Sean doesn't hold back." she grinned. Her confidence alleviated Fabio's worries. If only for a moment.

"Then that would mean he's weaker than you," he pointed out. "And you wouldn't be bothered with a man whose weaker than you." Laura was never interested in men who were weaker than her, so if Sean beat this guy, then that was it for him in her eyes. Only if he beat him. though. "Guess that makes this a conflict of interest on your part." he commented wryly.

"Then we'll see if Sean messes this up for me or not." she said, putting her hands behind her head. Eager to watch and ready for whatever came her way.

Suddenly, breaking the standoff that was developing, Sean burst forward towards Remy. Sean had never lost their attention, but it was back with renewed interest. The two Matsuda's held their breath. This was the moment of truth.

This wasn't like Blanka's mock fight with Laura for show or boasting, this is real.

All this time, Sean had been eying Remy up and down. His stance was distant, as if he wasn't involved at all. His arms remained almost limply by his side, and his tight clothes clung to his body-something his sister probably liked.

Drawing closer to him, Remy grew taller, but that did not daunt Sean. He was used to fighting taller opponents, whether it was training or a real fight. But Remy just remained standing there as Sean ran towards him.

Closing the gap between them, Remy made no motion to attack or even more to dodge or block Sean. So Sean made the first move and leapt up at Remy. Leaving the ground, he rose into the air and began to wind up a punch to deliver it to his opponent's face.

It was now that Remy reacted. He then bent down and jumped up in the air to meet his opponent. Unfortunately for Sean, Remy's jump was higher and his reach longer.

His long legs spiraled around in the air, connecting with Sean's chin as he jumped up and knocked him back to the ground. At first, Sean was hit even higher into the air than he had jumped before he plummeted all the way back down, falling onto his back. A bad start to be on the receiving end of the first blow. One that didn't encourage anyone watching.

Laura put her hands to her mouth. "Get up, Sean!" her voice echoed.

"Come on!" Fabio cried with her. Beside them, Blanka whimpered.

"Damn.." Sean grunted, wiping his mouth. Looking down past his feet, he saw Remy had landed back on the ground across from him. Landing on his feet, he stood grimly over Sean. His shadow cast him completely in darkness, but Remy returned to that distant fighting stance he had, looking more like he was standing on a street corner waiting for the bus he had just missed than fighting. He said nothing to Sean, not a brag or boast. But the hate in his eyes seemed to be mulled over with a static indifference. Sean was ready to crack that face wide open. "Don't think I'm out yet." Sean said getting back to his feet.

"A false start is still a start." Remy droned.

"Then let's finish this!" Sean declared confidently.

Sean was making the same move again, but he would not make the same mistake. He rushed at Remy, who moved towards to challenge him this time. The gap between them closed. Remy made a move first this time. He struck his long leg shot out, heading for Sean's head. But Sean at the last moment ducked under it as it grazed the hair on his head. Remy's leg passed over him. Then shooting back up he got closer to Remy, and leaping up made his move.

Sean jumped up with a punch, his fist rising higher than his head, and striking right into Remy's chin. Now it was Remy's turn to get knocked higher into the air and fall back down.

"Yeah! Attaboy!" Fabio cheered as Laura clapped, hopping up and down.

"See Everyone!" Laura cheered ,throwing her hands up. "This is what Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu can do for you!" she said, diverting their attention from the fight and onto her, holding onto it once again.

But their celebrations may have come too soon.

Remy fell back to the ground, landing on his back no different than Sean had. But he was quicker to get up, and when he did, there was even more hatred burning in his eyes. Sean didn't believe such a thing was possible until he saw that deathly glare. It may have looked scary, but Sean had just knocked him down. He had a right to look angry. It only showed him this fight wasn't going to be easy, and that Sean had a chance of winning.

Neither of them said anything, but when Sean saw Remy take one long step forward, he moved too, ready to take the fight to him once more. Picking up speed, he rushed down the street as Remy ran towards him. All the onlookers held their breath as they closed in on each other for another bout.

Finally, the two clashed in the street. Sean was ready to throw a punch, but Remy hit him first.

Remy kicked his leg down low, hitting Sean in the shin. He buckled down, falling to one knee from the blow. A kick from the other leg followed, this time hitting Sean directly in the face, sending him to the ground once more.

Rebounding, Sean got up quickly. Back on his feet, he jabbed at Remy, which he blocked with his arm. Sean tried for a kick, which Remy evaded as well. Sean went in for another punch, but before it could land, Remy grabbed him.

Grabbing ahold of Sean, Remy swiped his feet out, tripping him down to the ground once more. He looked up as a shadow passed over him, and above his head was Remy's boot. Sean quickly rolled out of the way as Remy's foot crashed into the ground where his head once was. Rolling away, he got up as fast as he could, though he was staggering now.

Everyone could see that too. As he got to his feet, Remy turned and swung a fist at him. Sean blocked it with his arm, and then seeing an opening knocked Remy away with a punch. But before Remy could be knocked away, Sean grabbed ahold of him. He planted his feet firmly onto the ground, tugged with all of his might, and pivoting his body, he flung Remy over his shoulder. One thought they could hear renewed cheers for him as Remy was hurled into the air.

Remy landed on the ground but did not stop there. He tumbled away across it, barreling across the plaza until he came to a sudden, rough stop. Sprawled out on his stomach when Remy picked his head up, he saw his entire vision was the same turquoise color as his hair. Letting out a strong, quick 'Huff' from his mouth, Remy blew it all out of the way.

Now, he was able to see the world again and properly address where he was. Where that happened to be, he already knew. He was sprawled out on the colorful street, but right in front of him were ten toes wiggling inside some sandals.

His eyes rolled up to follow the two long tan legs they were attached to. His eyes traveled up further, where if he was interested-which he wasn't- he could've peaked under her shirt. Instead, he just kept looking upwards until bending down to look at him curiously, were two beautiful brown eyes.

"Whatcha doing down there, bad boy?" Laura asked down at him. "The fights back there." she pointed back to Sean, but kept her close to Remy.

Grumbling, Remy said nothing and picked himself up, coming now face to face with Laura as he did. They found out that they were almost the exact same height. But instead of her, he took notice of the two flanking her. As he got up, Fabio was eased in closer to her on one side, and growling on the other like a guard dog, so was Blanka.

"Having a little more trouble than you thought, huh?" she asked before rambling on, not giving him any chance to answer. "You trying to tag me in? If anyone knows how to handle Sean, it'd be me." she continued to gloat. "Now just imagine if you had to fight me out there." Fabio held his smirk back this time. Her taunting was one thing when she wasn't in the fight. But it may have also shown her waning interest in Remy.

Remy said nothing. He only regarded her before him. Though the blank, distant look on his face would make it seem like there wasn't anyone before him or anything else going on.

"Whadda say to that?" Laura finally finished and waited for an answer from Remy. His dreary gaze locked onto her lively one as she anticipated an answer. It was now that he finally answered her.

"I'll be back for you two." he threatened coldly.

"Oh, I'll be looking forward to it." Laura winked at him. Once again, Remy did not even register her advances. After she said that, Fabio looked even more concerned. "But you gotta beat him first." she reminded him. "Don't think it'll be any easier than my little b-" she was cut off from finishing that sentence as Remy turned his back to her and walked off, having heard enough from her already.

Though for the first time he would have been interested in what she had to say.

But now, Remy turned his back to all of them and saw that now only one person was facing him. Sean, who was looking and feeling very confident about his chances of winning right now.

But Remy was coming back into the fight, ready to dash those hopes. He made his way over to Sean, who this time stood his ground.

"I wish you hadn't said that." Fabio said lowly to his sister as he watched Remy walk away, his eyes fixated on the Omega symbol on his back, and an uneasy feeling grew over him.

"Come on, Sean's got this in the bag." Laura waved his concerns off.

"But now he's angry." Fabio said, having taken his threat to heart. He came here with a vendetta. "Let's hope he doesn't take all of that out on our baby brother."

With the little distance between them, Remy and Sean were ready to continue the battle.

Sean threw out a punch, and despite being much taller than Sean, Remy dove beneath it easily, his long hair swaying from his head and following him like a shadow. Bending low, Remy struck upwards with an open palm, hitting Sean in the face. He was knocked high in the air before coming back down to the ground. Getting back up, he saw Remy was already on top of him.

He jabbed at him twice with his fists. Sean blocked the first strike, but the second one hit him, sending him tumbling back. Sean flung a kick out, but Remy jumped over it, and kicking out his own leg in the air struck Sean in the face. He was sent staggering to his side and into the nearby crowd.

Clamoring over each other, they all rushed to get out of the way as he came stumbling their way. Sean only managed to stop himself when he grabbed the nearby lamppost to prop himself up, breathing deeply against it.

"Come on, Sean!" Laura's voice cried.

"Look out!" Fabio's warned along with it.

Sean looked over to find that once again, Remy was on top of him, lashing out his hand to strike. But before he could, Sean lunged forward, grabbing ahold of Remy, pinning him in his grasp. Remy thought he was going to get thrown again, until Sean jerked his head forward, striking Remy's with a headbutt. Letting go of him, Remy stumbled away from him and back into the street.

Now, Sean moved in to press his attack. Remy was still staggering, and his long hair was waving wildly in his face. It was an easy chance to get a hit in. Jumping in the air, he let out a kick that hit Remy in the chest and knocked him further back. Following him down the street, Sean followed up with another kick, this time on the ground.

He threw out that kick, but Remy somewhere in all that hair managed to right himself. He jumped clean over Sean's kick and landed back on the ground. Throwing his elbow out, he hit Sean in the face. Now Sean staggered backwards as Remy followed up his attack with several. Before Sean could get any further away, Remy grabbed him. Then, in quick succession, he struck Sean three times. First, he swiped at him with a quick chop hitting his face. Then he followed it up by pulling Sean in close and impaling him with a knee to his chest before finishing it off with a lightning fast uppercut.

That final blow was stronger than all the others so far and sent Sean higher into the air and on a longer fall back down. When he landed with a hard, heavy thud, he didn't get up immediately. Hurting all over, he writhed in on the ground. His breathing was painful and heavy. His body was almost limp. He could hardly hear the sounds of his brother, sister, and Blanka calling for him. Everything was almost like a blur. The crowd was still there, but they seemed to have been chilled into silence. But then he heard another voice, clear and distinct among all the others.

"Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu." Remy's voice chided. Sean looked down at his feet to see Remy still there. "What a joke.. the world will be good to be rid of it. And you." he said darkly.

Sean had taken a beating, but he couldn't concede. Not with all this on the line. His family was counting on him. And Ken... Ken wouldn't give up like this.

"You the announcer?" Sean winced defiantly as he got to his feet. "Calling the fight before it's done?" he mocked as he pushed himself up from his knees, but faltered and fell back down to them. Then, with all his strength, he pushed himself back up with his fist, and then put them before his body. "Let's go."

"Hmph." Remy let out contemptuously. "You fighters never know what to quit." He didn't respect his fighting spirit. In fact, he was more appalled by it than anything.

Flashing a grin more akin to Ken than any Matsuda, Sean answered.

"That's the mark of a real warrior." Sean declared, but he noticed the rage in Remy's eyes deepened when he said that. Intentionally goading him and not caring if he hated it or not.

Sean charged at Remy, who was more than ready for him.

"I've had enough of you." Remy stated coldly.

With an electrifying kick, Remy slashed his leg forward like a sword thrust. His foot, the tip of the blade, plunged forward, striking Sean dead center in his stomach.

Sean felt the air forced from his body as he spat out once he was struck. Knocked off his feet, he took off through the air like a bullet, barreling back across the plaza. The world spun around him as he spiraled away down the street, heading straight towards a truck that he would've knocked into.

If someone hadn't jumped up to catch him.

"Gotcha!" a woman's energetic voice rang out.

His spinning world came to an abrupt stop, and he saw his surroundings had changed and he was farther down the street than everyone else. He was cast away, knocked into some dark alleyway. Recognizing the voice, he looked up to see it was true.

Laura had caught him and set him back on the ground.

"sis-" he gasped and winced. "I'm sorry..he's-strong." he grunted.

"Well, he's mine to face now." Laura said as she eased him down.

"He's your type." Sean managed a joke and tried to laugh before a sharp pain made him stop.

"But no one beats you into shape but me." Laura declared.

From behind her, Blanka and Fabio quickly rushed to Sean's side. As they knelt down Laura stood up, putting her back to them all and towards Remy, putting herself defensively between them.

They were all standing like outcasts in an alleyway, away from the plaza, and the dojo. Standing triumphantly in their place was Remy.

"That's it for him then. Another fighter defeated." he seemed to gloat though, his joyless voice made him sound less pleased than he actually was.

"And another one steps up!" Laura announced, making up for whatever lack of enthusiasm Remy made and echoed out of the alley and back into the plaza.

One of Remy's eyes was hidden behind his long hair, so above the only visible one's eyebrow was raised at her.

"You insist on fighting now." he stated. "Very well. I said I'd come back for you."

"You wanna call it a date?"

"I would call it another battle. No more." he said darkly. "You have a.." he paused "strange sort of battle lust." he commented.

"I'm the whole package!" Laura flaunted. "A beautiful fighter with the best martial arts around!"

"You have more of a warrior spirit, that is for sure." he said as his face hardened into a snarl. "That's something else I can't forgive."

"So you really do play hard to get, huh?"

Outside looking in, many of the crowd returned to watch; noticeably when Laura returned to focus. Something Fabio sighed at. More than that, they even came to her defense.

"Don't you hurt her." a bystander dared to threaten Remy. Remy merely glanced over his shoulder, casting his cold glare onto the young boy.

And like any dog, the boy bowed his head, tucked his tail between his legs, and scampered off.

Remy then turned his gaze back to the new challenger before him.

Flicking his hair so it no longer obstructed his face, allowing them to look at each other completely. He took this time to look her up and down. Though she would've liked to say he was checking her out, he was merely sizing up his next opponent.

It did not take him long to reach an unfavorable conclusion.

"I suppose your reasons for fighting are no better than his." he surmised, pulling back on his right sleeve as he brought his arm up before him. "Not that his was any good reason to begin with." he clenched his fist.

"Hah!" Laura laughed. "Mine's even better!" she shouted as he pulled up his other sleeve. "I wanna show off Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu to the world!" she announced, her voice echoing all around. Some of the onlookers almost dared to applaud her.

Unimpressed, Remy's cold stare remained unchanged as he looked at her.

"So the very same reason. As I said."

"There's even more!" she shouted, raising her own fist. "I wanna fight strong opponents! Not only is it fun, but because that will help promote Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu!" she declared, opening up her fist to point a finger out at him. "And you fit that bill perfectly." she flashed an eager grin at him. Having beaten Sean, it was clear he was strong in her book. Which made him all the more viable for sparring and maybe something more in her eyes.

"It seems you want this fight just as much as I do." Remy commented. "Then let's stop wasting time." he moved back into the same stance he took against Sean.

"Ohoh, but I have one more reason to tell you why I fight." Laura began shaking her finger at him. Another interjection stopped from taking his fighting stance. "One I have you to thank for." she said. He raised an eyebrow curiously at her. "Because most importantly-" she spun around to face him. "No one beats on my little brother!"

It was now that a change, if ever so slight but sudden and noticeable, came over Remy. It looked like cold water was splashed on his face waking him up from a bad dream. His eyes opened wider, and he seemed for the first time to reflect on what someone else had said. Like it had an actual effect on him.

"Your little... brother?" he repeated, shaky and unsure.

He then looked down to the battered and beaten Sean behind her. Yet standing before him defensively, but with a fiery passion on her face was Laura. A few more glances between the two, and he was able to understand the connection better now.

"Oh," he let out. "I see." he said as if a realization washed over him. An influx of some other emotion came over him as well. He almost looked like he was going to be sick.

"Tsch. What did you think he was my boyfriend?" she almost laughed. "Think again. Though I'm looking for one, I'll have you know."

Remy cold indifference seemed shattered. As if he was understanding the situation more by the second. Everything became clearer to him. A hint of regret even seemed to seep into him.

"I thought you merely practiced the same fighting style." he paused. "You are his sister, yet you offered him up so easily. Like a lamb to the slaughter." he stated, confused as to her motivations.

"You can't get strong that way!" Laura replied. "But I'm strong enough!" she flexed.

Now Remy's harshness returned to him.

"My father abandoned me and my sister, destroying his-" he choked, his voice bitter. "my family. What you've done is no different."

"Does it look like I'm abandoning my family!" Laura shouted back at him. Remy had no answer to her. "If anything, I'm avenging it."

A wry semblance of a smile came over Remy's face. "No different than I am." Avenging it from all the warriors in the world. For all the fighters who perpetuate this cycle of violence and hate. He looked at Sean now with more pity in eyes than they thought possible for someone like him. "Perhaps... your brother was just a casualty no different than my sister was." he paused, looking her and Sean over.

"Casualty? Your sister?" Laura questioned.

"There's another one like him?" Blanka scratched his head.

"Maybe not." Fabio answered as he propped Sean up.

"Good." Sean said as he got up.

Remy continued on from where he left off. "It seems our reason for battle has brought us together."

"I like the sound of that." she smiled.

"I wonder which is greater." Remy said aloud to himself, resigning himself to what came next. "And if it truly must happen." he said that part so low that only he heard it himself. The next part he left only to his thoughts. Questioning his own motives and resolve.

'She fight for family, however strange it may be. If I lose this fight to her, then perhaps I deserve it.'

Now he seemed ready for whatever battle she had to offer him. It was now that Fabio joined the fray, taking a step forward, siding with Laura. Remy's eyes glanced over at him.

"You got this, Laura?" he asked, concerned.

"You bet I do." she answered, enthusiastically keeping her eyes on her new opponent, Remy.

"Another brother of yours?" Remy asked aloud.

"You bet!" she answered.

"Another fighter as well." he surmised. "It seems my battle will lead to you next." he said, though noticeably he looked uncomfortable, even regretful, as he looked at Fabio and Laura standing together in unity and defiance of him. Most noticeably in defense of Sean, who was helped up from the ground by Blanka. He saw the look in Fabio's face and saw, concerned as he was, he was also itching for a fight with him.

"Only if you get through me first." Laura reminded him.

"So be it." Remy conceded. "A family fighting style. The sins of your father run deep." he said trying to rationalize it to himself. His eyes then glanced over to Blanka who stomped his feet, beat his chest, and growled, bearing his fangs at him.

"A..long lost brother?" he asked, clearly unsure of what to make of him.

"No way!" she shook her head. "Just a good friend."

"Then I'll stay focused on you for now." he turned back to her.

"There's a lot to focus on." she said, dancing before him. Most would take note of her curves and the way her body moved as she danced. Many from the scattered crowd even came back to dare and peek at her. But Remy was unfazed.

"I'm focused on one thing. The only reason I came here... to defeat you fighters. You're brother was perhaps a victim like the others.. " he lamented their predicament, but the hardness came back to his voice. "But he was a fighter none the less. Same as you."

"You bet I am. If that's such a problem, let me make it up to you or better yet, you make it up to me!" she grinned throwing some jabs out and getting ready for their bout. "Show me how strong you are!"

"You'll find out soon enough." he said though, he didn't sound pleased by it.

"Don't think I'll let you off the hook for my baby bro." she assured him, and Remy wondered now if Laura talked more than fought. "What's say you make it up to me?" she said. "One good fight, and after that..." she paused dramatically and then held up one finger. "One date. And no, I won't count the fight as a date."

"Uh, did you forget about me?" Sean groaned beside her.

"Are you done talking? Or are we going to fight?" he said, growing impatient.

"Alright," Laura shrugged conceding. "we'll count this as a date. But you better know how to treat a lady to a good time."

He came all this way to end more fighters. Especially ones who dare to spread their fighting style into the world.

She fought to maintain that fighting style. The two were destined to clash.

But little did they know that beyond the border of the town, just as Remy was watching the Matsuda's display, someone else was watching them too. Eyeing them like a predator stalking his prey.

Their battle was about to have a new challenger. One with killer intent.