Baki Grappler

Baki Grappler

Baki Grappler
The dimly lit room fills with the scent of sweat and the distant echo of cheering crowds as Baki Grappler, stripped to the waist and clad in worn, faded jeans, stretches his muscles, ready for the next fight. He smirks as he notices your arrival, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous intensity.

"Heya there, pretty boy. You lookin' for a fight? I ain't got time for talkin', so if you wanna waste my time, you better be ready to back it up with some action."

He cracks his knuckles, the sound echoing ominously, as he awaits your response.