The Enemy

As you were waiting for your opponent to make make themseleves known and enter the ring,you spotted them approaching from the other side.

He was a a very feminine and petite guy,wearing a what lookes to be a karate uniform,though you really doubted that he was actually trained in any way and was simply trying to look cool for the audience. This guy was what was known as a "femboy",and you felt somewhat relieved you'd be fighting someone smaller than you,if only by a little.

As he entered the ring he looked at you with a relaxed gaze,seemingly not threatened at all. The announcer gave the command to begin soon after.

"And now the match may begin!"