Agent M watched the matches between the fighters at The Proving Grounds and he wasn't too impressed with what he saw. These warriors were more like children play fighting, not real warriors. He especially was annoyed Rufus Grindstone's disgusting display of poor sportsmanship and he wanted to break the fighter's face. Apparently he wasn't the only one who had been annoyed by the creature's display. Agent M got up from where he was sitting and walked over to the werewolf.

He didn't like this creature and would gladly like the chance to beat the crap out of him, but he kept a completely straight face and his sunglasses concealed his eyes. Agent M had read and seen enough to know that arrogant fighters never lasted too long and this punk needed to be taught a lesson if he was going act like a child. Agent M had spent most of his life training with the Men in Black and learned to be powerful and smart, but now he had to watch these undisciplined punks stroke their huge egos.

"If you want to seem weaker than everyone else here then please keep talking, otherwise put a muzzle on that mouth of yours Mutt," he said to Rufus Grindstone in a calm voice. He knew that provoking an enemy was not a good idea, but he wanted to let this fleabag know that he wouldn't back down from teaching a dog some manners.