Everything was starting to wind down in this tournament. There were only two battles left for him, and then he'd be done. Stepping out into the arena first (the second time he'd been able to), the Leader waited for his opponent to arrive. Now, according to the match-ups, his opponent this time was a Diosol, and sure enough, he saw one approach. Presumably, this would be a short fight – really, a rabbit versus a lion? Giving a nod, the Leader rushed forward,
claws outstretched.