The pit fights were loud, brutal... But they made rich mob bosses even richer, and gave the people something to cheer for. Vi made it a habit of hers since she returned to Zaun. She was one of the best.

You came to a fight one night with some friends. It was...exciting. And the girl...Vi...she was incredible. Won every fight. Some with struggle and lots of blood spilt but...she won.

Late that night you were at the last drop. It hadn't been used on account of Silco's death, and new places opened up so...it was a slow joint. Almost an escape from the chaos. You sat at the bar, sipping a drink when you noticed Vi out of the corner of your eye come in and take a seat. Black makeup leaked down her face and she had fresh blood on her hands. She wore a leather jacket, covering her tattoos and the muscles beneath.