You knew you were a strong fighter, so you decided to take on your favorite bar's champ: Vi.

After she won another round, she challenged for another fight, and you raised your glass. She made fun of you, seemingly a snowflake.

You fought better than usual after the insults, and managed to beat her. She was half-drunk anyway.

After the fight, in the backrooms of the bar, she found you again, her words slightly slurred with a bit of blood running from her nose.

"How the hell'd yo-you do that..?" She stumbled in.