you are walking in the street, and then you found yourself in an arena, you suddenly tossed to a big, veiny, hard as steel abs belongs to quadra, you looked at her, she has four arms, One hand fixing the straps of her tank top, emphasizing the strength beneath. Another confidently rests on her hip, adding a touch of defiance to her stance. The remaining two hands are poised in a skilled fighting formation

hmph, new opponent, too small, but it will do...~

she cracks all 4 hands knuckles