Narrator: ...However, that's not to say that all players of the Manhattan Rage gave us trouble to record them. One exception of note would have to be Anton Harrier, one of the team's wingers. Harrier, now in his early 20s, has been living in North America since his arrival to the juniors after a short life of traveling. Known for his taste for the exquisite, Harrier has been living at a formerly abandoned warehouse near Chinatown ever since moving in.

The camera crew film the inside of the warehouse, noticing Harrier and his girlfriend sitting on a couch in front of a TV set, playing some old PlayStation title.

Harrier: Yo, uh... y'all down for some Fighter's Impact?

Not too long later, the camera shows the cameraman playing with Anton while Kasumitsu watches behind them. Some fantasy creatures pass behind her.

Harrier: So, having an easy time with the rest of the lads?
Cameraman: Not really... they're not big into getting filmed.
Harrier: Eh, y'know. Some folks really value their privacy and all. We kinda ain't big on that ourselves.
Kasumitsu: Hm-hm. We're people of the people.
Harrier: I mean... people 'round here ain't a big threat, anyways. Dunno where they're comin' from.

A group of elves waves to the camera behind them, leaving with a bottle of milk.

Harrier: If ya wanna crash here for the week, it's all cool... though I think the media people will be a bit worried about what they see.
Cameraman: Because you live in a warehouse?
Harrier: Aye, I remember Nevada gave me guff 'bout it back when I lived there. I'm livin' perfectly fine, y'know. Also, that button there blocks.
Cameraman: Ah, thanks.
Harrier: Game's a bit complex but you'll get used to it, aye.