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         Isley sighed softly and walked into the edge of the arena, stretching and massaging the back of his neck. It was the gesture of someone who was not in the least bit concerned about the upcoming battle. Isley, though, didn't mean it in this way. He was genuinely trying to work out some kinks in his back and shoulders that he'd gotten from sleeping on a bench.

While doing this, he thiught to himself about what he would do during the battle. He felt like using something like Taekwondo, or maybe Capoeira. Both were valid options, he supposed. Of course, he usuallt mixed his fighting styles to make it more interesting. The guy he was fighting didn't really look like. Someone who relied on power, so focusing on a counter might not help him much, as the guy was less likely to just charge in. Probably better to wait and see, he decided with a small nod, taking a neutral position, with his knees slightly bent and arms at his side, on one side of the arena. The neutral position wasn't actually a formal pose, more of a habit. And not necessarily a good one, either, as it made it hard to get a good attack off occasionally at the start of a fight.