For his own part, Niko had calmed down a little.  The anxiety from his first bout had lessened to a degree and he was able to think again.  Actually, he was a little embarrassed that he'd done what he did before, because now people were looking at him warily. Case in point, the man called Anthony who was called up to fight him.  He was giving Niko cautious looks, like he was worried that he was gonna kill 'im.  And unfortunately, there was nothing he could really do with that impression.  Even if he told his opponent what happened, he'd only take it as a ploy to lull him into a false sense of security and accomplish nothing.  The most he could do was fight the man fairly, and then maybe apologize later on.

So, the Ref said to fight, and Anthony was taking this very carefully, wary of Niko's next move.  That was fair, but it seemed to telegraph one thing to him now: His first instinct was going to be to shy away or defend against whatever came next, and then try to retaliate as hard as possible.  This man was a fist-fighter, though.  At least, primarily.  So, what Niko did was feign a grab and then slip on down low to sweep Anthony's legs out from under him!

[i]-Feinting sweep kick, power 40[/i]