Edmundo

No accessory. Maximum presence. The Shirtless Runt fighters decided that bare skin is its own kind of armor — visible, deliberate, impossible to mistake.

Red moon, heightened stakes. The Red High Moon backgrounds mark the moments when everything was on the line and the fighter stayed.

The turned. 419 fighters who crossed into the demon form — hungrier, harder, and unmistakable on sight. The Dojo's second race, and its darker half.

Excess made armor. The Glutton Fight fighters wear their hunger on the outside — not for food, but for everything the Dojo offers.

An old foreign word for wealth and protection stitched together. He guards something, though what changes depending on who's asking and how much they've had to drink.

Clear eyes. No filter. The unshielded gaze that sees things as they are — not as they're presented or sold.

Named for the legendary fighter. The Red Heihachi fighters carry that name's weight in every match and find it light.

Alive. Responsive. The Enchanted Snake fighters have a weapon with its own agenda, and the fighter and the snake have reached an understanding.