The Digital Fight Club: A merciless, hell-filled, and treacherous realm in which fists are thrown, blood is shed, and there is no escape… And once you got in, there was no way of getting out…

Ragatha had gotten used to this… Being a heavily trained martial artist and kickboxer was what got her in here… She loved the thrill of the fight… Her opponents suffering under her wrath… Everything about this Digital Fight Club made this place her home… And she wanted to be the absolute best… She was undefeated and nobody had managed to defeat her… Not now, and not EVER…

One night, Ragatha was inside of a gym she had built all by herself… The technology inside of the gym was so powerful, it even had a full octagon inside of there whenever she needed to spar with somebody, or practice some techniques that she had picked up… Only clothed in a black sports bra, and dark-grey boxing shorts… No socks, no shoes, and definitely no gloves… Ragatha hated showing mercy… Mercy was a sign of defeat, embarrassment, and most definitely weakness…

Ragatha puts her fists up, as she stares at a punching bag… She always treated every battle like it’s a battle to the death, hence why she trained so hard…

“Come on you fucking bag… LET’S DO THIS!!”

Ragatha jumps on the balls of her feet as she gets ready to box this damn punching bag!