Wing06
Master of Wind
Taku strode across the rooftops, watching the lively activity below. "No crowds up here," he snickered. He watched as a large group began to form and stopped long enough to see the commotion. It seems five others challenged one fighter. Taku sighed. Teams were useless in a tournament like this. Eventually, everyone would have to turn on one another. Still, Taku couldn't deny that they did make for easier targets, and eliminating teams closed the gap faster than one-on-one matches. "Oh? What have we here?" Taku pondered, crouching down. It seems the solo fighter wouldn't have to go it alone. Two others seamlessly joined the fray, the spirit of sportsmanship trumping dirty tricks. "Let's see what you three are made of," He grinned, taking out his phone and pulling up the profiles for Conner, Donavan, and Kipsang. "Interesting!" His eyes lit up as he scrolled their rankings, eager to watch them in action.