Bon Clay spun in place, laughing maniacally. "Cobra-chan~~ I'm afraid I have this match in the bag…"
Cobra stroked his beard. "Probably, Bon Clay. But..." He walked over to Pell, and asked for a sword. He pulled out the blade, and got into a fighting stance. "As a king, I can't be totally helpless. Now can I?" He smirked.
Bon Clay laughed. "True enough, Your Majesty! Let's have a good fight~~! Okama Kenpo~~" He began to spin towards Cobra.
Cobra pulled his sword back, and got ready to strike.