The Masked keeps his face hidden. This has been known for years. It is said that no on has seen his face hidden. However, this is not the truth. Two have seen his face. Two men he will never forgive.
4 years prior to the tournament.
"Finally," the hooded man said, "we have him. So many years, so much planning, so much pain, but it was all worth it."
The man stared at The Masked. He stood on a small, bloodied, stone cube. His arms were chained from the sides, forcing him to keep them in the air. If ever he began to lose balance, he would have to painfully steady himself with the chains, or risk falling and dislocating his shoulders.
"For once in your life, you have no plan and you have no power," the man laughed, "you are helpless."
After a few minutes of silence, the Halidra spoke, "Master," he said, "what do we do with him?"
The hooded man said two simple words, "unmask him".