The announcer looked around with surprise at the new voice. “Y-you???” He blinked at the young woman with the brown locks. “HA! You want to try your luck with the lad?” He asked, jerking his thumb at the boy in the cage. Bijuu nodded happily and wiped some spit off her face.

“A woman!” came the yell of one drunken fool. “Let’er fight ‘im!” This was met with a surprisingly harmonized yell of approval from a bunch of other drunkards. The announcer man giggled a little to himself, glad that something to appease the crowed had come along so soon. “Well you’re in luck, little lady. Turns out you’re just what we were looking for.”

Uuuuh... That’s... not...

... cool...

J frowned at the situation. Now he was going to have to beat up a girl for some money. That just didn’t sit well with him no matter how he spun it.

The young man watched idly as the cage door was opened and the former champion’s limp body was dragged out. He tried to get one of the men’s attention, tell them that he didn’t like where this was headed, but no one was paying attention to him anymore.

“In you go, little lady.” The gruff man said as he pushed her into the cage. She nearly lost balance, but stayed on her feet.

“Uh... I...” J scratched the back of his head, not entirely sure what to do next.