Two Can Play the Intimidation Game!

Eying down the dark-haired youth, you boldly step forward, and match his intense gaze with one of your own. The fighters in the audience enjoy this obvious challenge to Rory's assertion of dominance, and everybody is already on the edge of their seat.

Ten long seconds pass, before Rory's face melts into an easy smirk that doesn't quite touch his eyes. He holds out his hand, offering a friendly handshake before things get messy. Of course, that's not required in the tournament rules. Is he hoping for a good, clean fight? Or does the young Judoka have something else in mind?