The lights go down in the Saitama Super Arena. The Japanese crowd is silent. Letters glow purple and electric white, scrolling across a massive screen, as orange lights and fountains of steam explode.
WANDERLEI SILVA.
The floor cracks open and the crowd murmurs as a miniaturized hydraulic lift raises a tiny man to the edge of the oversized ramp. He emerges, and the tension breaks. The crowd detonates as his music starts, played on a little trumpet by some dork in a short-sleeved shirt and tie. Because this is the Miniature Weight Championship, and a toy Axe Murderer is ready to claim his title.
