Because the UFC is such a mine field in the combat landscape, there is something about Alex Pereira’s walkout that qualifies in the realm of cherishable moments. It is, of course, more theatrical than most. There’s that ritualistic, slow-approaching warrior step he does as he enters the arena, throwing back to old Paxató traditions us Westerners can only guess at. There’s the arrow he fires off toward whatever poor fool is standing in the cage waiting for him, followed by the primal scream. And, of course, the piercing stony-eyed stare, his dark eyes two little windows into the abyss.