The arena lights shone bright as Nyssa Al Ghul walked backstage after her dominant win over Liv Morgan. Today Nyssa had worn a simple blue shirt and grey jeans. Her brown eyes widened as she spotted her best friend Daisy Lance a few feet away. Moving a few steps closer Nyssa began to speak “Daiz? That You? You finally make it over to raw? Are you joining the main roster full time?” Nyssa spoke, her eyes searching Daisy for something. “Come home with me? Let me cook for you?”