"Hah!" A familiar high-pitched laugh echos over the excitement of the crowd, one that Genji knows quite well.

"I should've known we would cross blades again!" Yoshimitsu shouts as he backflips into the ring like some sort of jester more than a ninja. Unlike their last steamy encounter in Hanzo's humble abode, Yoshimitsu is head-to-toe in armor again with that iconic white oni mask concealing his face.

"Perhaps it's fate!"