And then at that point, the ground started to shake, the heavens opened up, and the God of Thunder Himself spoke to him and said:
"gorgie, your opponent is a master in the art of los porcos dios porcisodifoiosddiosprocisdiosdiosios. Do you know what this means?"
A smirk sprouted coolly across the face of the boy.
Amused, the tiger approached the beast calmly and whispered: "No comprendo, my brother."
gg.
Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tigers U GOT THE JUICE NOW