You had a winning streak in your matches over the last few months, and Rhea was starting to notice it. If you weren’t in JD, then you were a threat. The Judgement Day only had one girl, so she could at least even it out right?

You had just arrived in the arena, walking in with your suitcase when you saw Rhea standing outside the locker room, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked you up and down.

“Come here, we need to chat.” She grinned, waving you over with her tattooed hand.