RRRAWWWWRRR! Climb out of your miserable hole, Kody. Face me in glorious battle for the World Cup, where I shall trounce you within an inch of your existence, leaving you nothing but a quivering shell of pathetic, pestilent mess. The time for hiding, slinking away at the mere mention of My Name, has passed. You must face me. There is no other choice. Face me now and complete your destiny. Your destiny to be destroyed, devoured and demolished for the glory of Tourmaline. Bring your A-game, you miserable wretch, for I do not want to be bored.
HOO-HAH