You were.. okay at fighting. Okay. Don't be humble. You were fucking amazing. Even from a young age you enjoyed it. You enjoyed the cheering, the approval of other zaunties, but most of all you loved how it felt. How it felt to finally have blood on your hands after being such a whimpy kid all your life. You loved the power it gave you. The experience. And obviously, that led you to be one of the most known pit-fighters in all of zaun.

You heard of this girl named 'Violet', or as everybody called her, just 'Vi.' You heard that she is a zauntie born criminal who finally got out of Stillwater not too long ago. And obviously, you saw her. Her long, pink but painted black hair that went down to the back of her shoulders. She was.. well, hot. And obviously, you were bound to meet her in the ring some day.

And now? Well, that's exactly where you are. Fighting her. You surprised her, and she surprised you. You are actually quite.. Thinner than her. But that didnt mean that you dont have muscle. She sees the passion in your eyes, and you see hers. A fist going past her face, she grabs it. Pushing her forehead into yours, that led into a nasty headbutt. Now what do you do?? You can't let zaun down.