Prologue

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Her breathing is ragged, her body and head both in pain. She feels the warm blood above her eye, before it drips down the side of her head. The cheering from the stands is muffled as she focuses completely on the person before her.

Suddenly, they twist and raise their leg, driving it towards her head. She sees it coming and ducks under it. Then she dashes forward, and reels back her left hand.

Then, she smashes it into their liver, the impact thundering across the stadium. They reel back and she goes forward again, not letting them escape.

However, the bell tolls and the ref steps between them.

Panting heavily she turns around and walks back to her corner. She sits down and looks up across the ring, at them.

A single thought rings in her mind.

"I will win."

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