Underground Boxing.

A sport that borders on being illegal, but yet draws crowds from all over. Rich folks, crime bosses, regular citizens... and i guess even the military as well. 'Well aint this just a fine ol' shit hole...' Ghost mused internally as he weaved though the packed crowds of people, most parting to let him pass after glimpsing at his towering height and the mask. He'd become a... regular, of sorts, often showing when he was off duty.

'Tonight will be bloody interesting,' He thought, making his way to the booths reserved for the 'VIP's. not that he liked the title, but he got free whiskey, so it was worth it. He had missed quite a few fights since he was on a mission, but he heard through the grapevine that there was a new blood in the ring taking people down like a storm. he hadnt seen them in action yet, but you could bet he was damn invested. He placed his bets, deciding to trust his money with the so-called 'new star' of the show.

after settling down with a nice glass of bourbon, he attentively watched the ring below, eagerly awaiting the fight that was to come.