You’s got that divine lineage running through his veins, and let me tell ya, being the son of the god who created Aiba Nesruth ain’t nothin’ to mess with. He can summon those Seahawks like they’re his personal army, making anybody think twice before stepping up. Plus, with that Transcendent Protection from the Creator, Opponent's big boobie bonkers ain’t gonna do squat. You's spirit is wild and untouchable; Opponent’s just comic relief in this epic showdown. Ain’t nobody calling on the dad unless they’re scared, and Opponent better watch where they step.