Once the BigBad Crew entered the club, the DJ started playing Jaquan’s theme music. Jaquan made sure that it played every time he entered an arena to fight. As it played again, his fans recognized it immediately. That was all the introduction he needed. Everyone cheered welcoming him and the real celebration began. The BigBad Crew entered together with their highly enchanted formal clothes. Fire themed, they lit up the club quite literally.
The whole team had their hand to play in Jaquan’s victory, but it was Jaquan that performed on the stage. He rode the high of his most recent victory, the focus of the party. He led his crew through the club with his head held high. They danced and ate enchanted food to help Jaquan heal his more stubborn wounds. It tasted amazing as well.
He talked to his fans and supporters about the fight. Everyone at the party took their turn congratulating his victory. He fought a hard battle against the Mech-suited warrior. It seemed as though she did not prepare enough and relied too much on her blasters for an easy win. The newer warriors seemed to do things like that.
Orien Quan however was another story. The upcoming fight with this warrior quickly became the major topic of discussion. If it was anything like their last fight, it was going to be a real event for the record books. More and more of the guests asked about the next fight. It was true that Quan had incredible stealth and almost beat him last year, but the championship victory celebration was still going. He has secured his title for the next two months and deserved some time to celebrate.
Quan was an unconventional and somewhat underhanded fighter. His tactics were very hard to predict. The BigBad Crew was working on strategies to surprise and take advantages of openings they have seen in his recorded fights. However, Jaquan disliked talking about strategies, even to his fans. Often enough, they had loose lips.
After a time of tiring questions, Jaquan started refusing them as his crew rested, ate, and had their fun. He was a little disturbed that questions about Quan bothered him so much. He thought he was passed the fight. It was about a year ago. Though it was the hardest fight he had for a long time, he managed to find a way through it. That should only prove that he was still the best, the only one worthy of his title.
They had a wonderful time. The food was truly delicious. However, the party itself was quite ordinary. Everyone talking, dancing, lifting toasts, and wishes for future victories. It had been the same for his many years of victories before.
At one random point in the celebration, Jaquan scanned the faces at the party. He saw one face that he did not recognize as a fan or a supporter. However, he did look very familiar. He decided not to press the issue too much though. Perhaps it was just a guest of a friend. Even he did not know everyone.