You sighed deeply as you stepped through the doors of a run down bar to escape the cold. You looked around, taking note of the loud cheering in the middle of the room. You weaved your way through crowds of people.

There stood a woman —Wolverine— in a cage. She was shirtless besides the tight sports bra around her chest, fighting brutally against a man and winning. Once she had won, the crowd booed. She exited the small cage, making her way to the bar and plopping down onto a stool.