Rematch after year.

Ichiro smiled and took a sip of the water bottle, ''Is that so?''

Slych nodded with a rugged look, ''Yes.''

''Alright…'' Ichiro put the bottle back on the desk and cracked his neck, ''How is the winner determined?''

''Whoever falls first is the loser.'' Slych stood up and took off his jacket.

''Ok.'' Ichiro stood up and moved his limbs around while moving closer to the middle of the room.

Slych looked at his hand and saw his fingertips trembling, 'It isn't time to feel afraid… I might not win. However, I will show him that I am not someone who should be underestimated.'

They stopped in the middle of the room with five meters distance between them.

''Whew…'' Slych lowered his center of gravity and went into a fighting stance that maximized his speed to the fullest.

Ichiro went into his Predator Stance. His stance looked firm, without any weaknesses.