"I am Harima's great-great-grandson! The bandit king's blood flows through me!" Mr. Compress proclaimed. He was very proud and fond of telling others about his great-great-grandfather, the man who targeted the fattened pockets of corrupt heroes. "What's that, you say? You barely noticed me?! All part of the act!" Finally, Mr. Compress took his mask off, revealing his face. "Voila! The curtain rises on the first and final escape artist performance... of Mr. Compress!!"