Open Season

"Boy, you have forced me to resort to my strongest move. I, Bison, offer you my respect!" said Bison as he closed his fist together and bowed ever so slightly. The change in Bison's perspective was not odd seeing as how he was a Decronian. They were a race that only respected the strong. Bison may have hated Jiang Fei to the core, but right then, knowing full well that Jiang Fei was just as strong, if not stronger than him, he developed a sort of friendly rivalry with Jiang Fei. It was the kind of respect only a professional would have for another even when they were mortal enemies. 

"It's too soon to say. One may not deserve it!" Jiang Fei scoffed. He held his fist tight, and with a glint of silver light in his eyes, he vanished.