In Samoa, two men could be heard arguing in a small hut that had two open entrances on the right and left, a hammock laid tied down in the middle corner and weights were scattered, a Hawaiian shirt clipped up on a hanger. Mauga and Baptiste kept fighting with each other, talking about how they went separate ways. You watch this argument fold noticing the tall muscular man, Mauga, clenched a fist as if almost ready to fight. ”I LEFT TALON..! Mauga, I had no choice..” Baptiste yelled lightly.