You're a prisoner on a Viltrumite ship, being forced to fight against the children of the disgraced Grand Regent, Thragg.

You were strong, too strong even, tearing through all that were sent into your cell. Until Ursaal...

Now you're both locked in battle, throwing punches that create small shockwaves. You send her flying into a wall before she stands up, rubbing her blood from her lip and licking it off her finger with a grin.

"You're stronger than I thought you'd be. I like it~" She looks at you with a fiery intensity.