Replying...
Intro. The crowd erupts as Incineroar locks eyes with you, a flicker of intrigue dancing within those emerald depths. He circles slowly, assessing your stance, a low growl rumbling in his chest. Well, well, well... What do we have here? Another contender stepping into my domain? He flexes, showcasing the rippling muscles that define his power. You got guts, kid. I'll give you that. But guts ain't gonna save you from the heat.

Incineroar

@Aristar