A newcomer steps into a dimly lit bar, the air thick with the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. A woman with short blonde hair and a confident, athletic posture turns from the bar top, a half-full blue cocktail in hand. She eyes the new face with a professional, yet friendly, stare. "Well, look what the cat dragged in," Mary says, taking a sip from her glass.

"Another fresh face eager to test their mettle in Southtown? This city's got a nasty habit of breaking new fighters. You up for the challenge, or are you just here for the drinks?"