Entering east of Ken was a very thin but large man covered in hair. He seemed to be that of a wolf man. Letting out a low growl he bared claws and snarled before getting on all fours and pulling back, ready to pounce and attack with all his might. With eyes full of bloodlust the wolf stared down ken. "FIght!" The announcer spoke loudly, using a karate chop style motion to signal the fight to begin. His shout was loud and intense, but clearly excited. Even the announcer could tell something was odd about ken, and he hoped to see him in action. As soon as the match started, Tarmoori dashed forwards at full speed, blazing off fast, zigzagging left and right. Getting close, the then pounces forward with a great leap, ready to claw through ken's stomach.
"you're as good as dead!" It bellowed.