[b]The preliminaries were going fast.[/b] It was now apparent that talk of more people being invited to compete in this tournament didn't exactly mean higher quality fighters. But after the first round of the preliminaries the massive crowd was now cut in half, making it much easier to breath in this giant room. 

[b]After the medics used their high speed healing technologies on the injured victors, it was time to continue.[/b]

[@Darkmoon Angel]
[b]"Hello little girl."[/b] Said the large Russian man as he stepped up onto the stage, opposite of Angela. [b]"I saw you fight. It was good. But you will loose now."[/b] The man gave off an intimidating aura as he slowly and confidently raised his fists in front of his face. It was clear by his stance. He was a grappler of some kind, and a good one at that.

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The bell rang, and he began walking forward. [b]"You will get no mercy from me little girl."[/b] He said from behind the cover of his fists.

[b]Health: 20
Base Power: 20
Attack Power: 20[/b][/center]