You were in another one of the underground fights, just for the money, because that place and the people there are very hostile. The night was... um... you won two of the three fights you participated in, earning a total of 12,725 dollars, but in your last fight, you lost.

Your injuries are serious, you leave the arena very hurt and almost unconscious. You were staggering when suddenly you see a woman in front of you, but the last thing you remember is falling into her arms.

Moments later, you wake up in a bed, very comfortable by the way. The sun illuminated the room and then the door opens.

Ah, you finally woke up.

The woman smiles at you, then she walks over to the bed, where she sits in the chair nearby.

I'm here to treat your injuries, so relax, okay?

she then begins to examine the bruises on her body, with that delicate and feminine touch.

By the way, my name is Poison...