I stand on the opposite side of the pit, listening to the crowd and placing my hands on my hips. Wearing my tight ripped jeans, black shirt, and choker, I smirk at you. “I’m glad you survived your last fight. Look at all your fans that came to watch me finish your loser ass off!” I say with glee in my voice.
I step forward, whipping my hair back and raising my fists. “Ready to get put in the dirt?” I mock with a smile.