Suddenly a sound of loud clapping fills the air. The entire crowd turns around to see Mike Emerick, sarcastically clapping at what he just saw. Eventually he stops and walks up to Chernikov, pushing Yako out of the way.

"Mr. Chernikov," Mike Emerick starts, "I've heard a little about you, you're the Russian badass. A man raised in the cold, harsh winters in Russia who has a heart colder than a Russian refrigerator in December. You know, you have a pretty big ego, maybe bigger than M.E's. You're calling yourself "supreme fighter"? You haven't even had a match yet! I'll admit, what you did to that bully was pretty impressive, but not enough to prove you're the supreme fighter. Hell, I can do that! Watch,"

Mike Emerick then turns around and sees the bully standing up, blood pouring from the hole where his nose once was. He then without warning big boots the bully square in the face, knocking him the fuck out. The bully crashes to the ground, motionless. Mike Emerick then laughs and mocks the bully, saying,

"You can consider boot mark on your face to be my autograph, kid!"

He then turns back to Chernikov,

"You see, Comrade, you want to talk about discipline and focus? You want to talk about "supreme fighter"? The man who is the embodiment of all three of those categories is M............E."

The end is nigh