*Outside the IWA building, somewhere in the forest... A small man in blue training sweatpants is punching and kicking away at a large boulder in the dark. He is punching and kicking, leaving dents... craters in the stone... and blood on his hands.
Sagittarius Blue is beyond words. All he feels, all he knows... is that he failed in the match that he and Rob Rage had. He failed to overcome his greatest enemy.
And ultimately... it was he who had cost his team.
An angry, animalistic roar destroys the quiet tranquil that the night was so accustomed to. Even the bobcats in the brush gave pause, for they had not heard this level of pure anger.
Sagittarius screamed until his throat was on fire. Until his eyes ran rivers of rage and the world turned red
Then he kept punching and kicking.*