Despite Serrano's rebelliousness, he leaves the corner exactly as instructed after the bell. His guard is high enough to protect his chin, his shoulders remain loose, and his stance settles into a relaxed bladed position as he glides forward without urgency.
Across from him, Aramaki wastes no time claiming the center of the ring. His guard is tight and compact, elbows tucked close as he plants himself with the quiet confidence of a man who intends to fight on his own terms.
Serrano doesn't challenge the position. Instead, he circles along the perimeter, taking long measured steps while slowly working his way around the ring.
"Interesting start already! Aramaki takes the center immediately, but Serrano isn't giving him anything."
"Well, that's not what most people expected from Serrano. There is no dancing now, no showmanship, no attempt to provoke."
