Sakuret Ceiko appeared in the arena, he didn't wear much besides a pitch shirt that strained against his bulging muscles, loose fitting charcoal cargo pants, pitch gauntlets with some chains wrapped around them and combat boots. However strapped upon the burly mans back was a Rail Gun, seemingly impossible for someone as old as him...but underestimation is a fatal weakness. Sakuret started to pop his joints and spoke. "Good to see you again, I seek a challenge and I hope you can provide one. From the looks of it you can." He said to Olivia.