"WELL , IT SEEMS THAT VASQUEZ AND SAUL HAVE MANAGED TO REMAIN FRIENDS DESPITE EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED, DOES THAT NOT JUST PUT A DAMPER ON OUR PLANS FOR SOME BEAUTIFUL FRIENDS TO ENEMIES ACTION?"

"BUT IT STILL DOES NOT MATTER BECAUSE AS THEY FIGHT TODAY,WE WILL FEEL THE THRILL OF BETRAYAL IN EVERY BLOW AND HATE IN EVERY PUNCH AND EACH TIME BLOOD IS SPILLED,WE WILL KNOW THAT IT IS AS A RESULT IF RAGE!!!".

The light turned on in the Commentator's box and the crowd could clearly see him.

He was standing on the partition that separated his seat from the rest of the crowd.

He had cut his combat pants in to shorts and his vest in to what seemed like a crop top without sleeves to show off his sickly thin body.

He was wearing the game boots that seemed ten sizes too large and he looked like he might fall at any moment.

It was strange that a voice that deep was coming from a man that tiny.

He was jumping about on the very thin edge of the partition and was yelling incomprehensible words as