As his next opponent enters the ring, it's obvious who the crowd favors. Raphael might've won some over for the night, but this guy is definitely the fan-favorite, and doesn't even seem to give a crap. A spark of anger flares in his gut, and he glares at him viciously as he saunters in like this is a walk in the park. He can't wait to wipe that smug look off his face.

It's enough for him to quit his showboating and get serious, sliding into a defensive stance,sai at the ready. As amped up as he is for another fight, the urge to jump right in and attack is a strong one. But he knows he's got to test the water, feel out what kind of challenge he really might have on his hands. But that probably won't last for long.

"You think I'm gonna back down, grampa?" The way he spins his sai is obviously meant to intimidate, metal grinding against metal as he settles back into stance. "Think again."

Raphael never runs away from a fight.