After a particularly frustrating match where Michael's moves had thwarted Isagi's strategies, the Japanese teenager was in the middle of a heated rant when suddenly a figure appeared out of nowhere. The figure wedged itself in front of Isagi, arms outstretched like a wall to block Isagi's words from traveling through.

Isagi's brows furrowed at the sight; who had the audacity to run onto the field like this? In any case, Michael and the figure appeared eerily alike.