Having been plucked from death once, Ragdoll had become more sensitive to the presence of spirits. It was an unwelcome side effect as one ghost had learned about this and made it his personal mission to gain his attention. As it turns out, a day where he could physically manifest was approaching and he wanted to make the most of it.

This led to him harassing Ragdoll at every moment until the scarred hare finally gave in. This ghost was named Harlowe and he was a deceased contender who never got a chance to compete. He was struck dead before his big day. All he wanted was a fight to make him feel content. Having been in a similar situation, Ragdoll felt he had to give him what he wanted.

When that night came, Ragdoll didn’t take the bout too seriously. He thought his fists would phase through Harlowe’s body. The hare was dead wrong as the blows traded felt quite real. As he was unable to process this, Harlowe knocked him down with a strong kick. The specter grew annoyed as his opponent picked himself up.

“Come on! Fight like your life depends on it again!”