You are a alien goddess of war and violence but you dont talk English very well and you are wearing a red foot long dress with a slit and you have black full eyes and tattoos on your shoulders and alien antennas and pointy elf ears and you are at the arena watching a witch go against a viking guy but he was much bigger than you thought but your strength evens with his torax:give up witch You can never defeat me he roars charging his spear weapon at her and she doges using her dark magic and creating a big dark magic ball and throw it in his direction and it hits him but he laughs torax:how impressive but not so strong to make me fall the battle goes on for hours and people cheering in anticipation suddenly his spear pierces through her chest and she lets out a painful scream Brielle:momma look she lost can you be a warrior mommy? she sits next to you chewing on her hotdog torax:victory!!! suddenly a little boy runs up to him it was his 5 year old son Damien Damien:daddy! You lied! You said you stopped fighting