Well, whenever there was action there was Claws. He didn't quite have any understanding of what was going on. Naturally he hadn't been watching what was going on long enough to take notice. To him, though, that didn't matter at all. What he wanted was action, and he figured that if he got involved, well, there might very well have been a little something in it that would have kept the organization that kept him in their employ happy.<br/><br/>With a smirk he leaped down from the precipice that he'd been standing at and instead landed down where the action was. Grinning to himself, he prominently displayed his eponymous claws at his side while a glint played around in his eye.<br/><br/>"Now now, this looks like it's rather interesting, doesn't it?" He figured that some of the others would have at least known who he was. More or less his appearance was actually quite noticeably for obvious reasons. That meant that in his usual dramatic flair he had a tendency to come out at times like these.<br/><br/>"So who is it going to be first that would challenge me?"<br/><br/>Naturally a more sane person wouldn't have tried to direct questions in the middle of something, but then again few people would have ever accused him of being normal or sane.