In "The City", theAmazon's Coliseum Tournament knockout stage is about to begin; a new champion shall be crowned, but it seems as if a war is about to break out in The City, where the CEO of Amazon's Coliseum, Tamara 'Chocolate' Cholokashvili is the...
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The crowd was cheering with excitement, waiting for the next fight. In the tunnel, Pfefferberg had a more focused face than usual, exhaling in a way that looked like she was trying to prepare for what was coming.
-Okay, Elena... you got this one; your next fight will be against Omeya or Blazer, piece of cake. Then you worry about Andreea or She-Wolf. You've got it. Come on, damn it!
And then, a fast Thrash Metal song starts: "It's time to die, death stands behind the door, Satan sends his warriors, demons break out of hell!", and as if it was speaking of hers, Pfefferberg comes out, as a warrior of hell ready to unleash violence and destruction in the cage.
-And arriving at the cage, from Leipzig, Germany: with a great appetite for destruction, violence and blood, always ensuring carnage when she is inside the steel; the German war machine: Pfefferberg!
-Hell yeah! Win this, damn it!
-I'm not missing this fight. Those two are going to tear each other apart.
Meanwhile, in the stands, a blue-eyed bald man, probably in his 50s, says to himself in German.
-You saved yourself of being eliminated in the last round, you better win this time, you useless woman.
The German arrived the cage, showing her middle finger to the audience, while sticking her tongue out at everyone.
-Fuck you too! -They shouted in the stands-.
Once Pfefferberg proceeded to stand in the center of the cage, a heavy guitar riff along with the drums and bass resonated, to give way almost instantly to a female voice: "You don't really wanna be like me, a false pretension of being complete. You don't really wanna understand ~ what it's like to have blood on your hands~". The song announced the entrance of none other than the Balkan Dragon.
-And heading towards the cage, one of the favorites, despite being her first tournament; lethal, brutal and merciless; a machine without emotions, as her entrance song says. From Osijek, Croatia, ready for her fire to burn everything: Dragon!
And Dragana came out, serious and focused. The girl looked at the cage and her opponent who was waiting for her with her arms crossed and a confident smile, but also eager to start the fight. The Croatian didn0t show any emotion, she just continued on her way, arriving at the cage, while the crowd cheered for her.
-Destroy her, Dragon!
-Show that nobody messes with us Croats!
-If you win, I'll win a million. Did you hear? A fucking million! You better win or I'll raise hell!
Diana, still accompanied by Viktoria, watched the scene.
-I'm worried. I know that Pfefferberg is a fearsome fighter, even though she got through almost by mere luck in the last round.
