The continuing story of violence and desperation.
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"It's over Scheherazade." Your brown opponent slumps dejectedly on the arena ground, legs sprawled to her sides. "There's no shame in saying it."
She's powered down her defenses. She's surrendered. But she still holds on to a modicum of pride. She still holds her sash defiantly in her one good hand.
"...Make me, Yakuza cunt." She snarls through gritted teeth. "You come here and take your prize but I"m not going to give it to you. I'm not like you who just rolls over for her enemy like a dog with its belly rubbed. You'll have to cook my neurons before I beg like the dog you are!"
She's not taking her loss well. She's probably still shocked that you utterly destroyed her. She probably thought like so many others that your loss to Lesath made you less of a terror.
She has thought wrong.
SAY/DO?