Lady Torment vs. Ellen Dalton - The Dark Swamp

The room was lit, and the blonde haired woman stared at the masks she kept on her shelf. She looked back down at the sheet on the table. She had to read it carefully again, reading what and how things should go in this match that was coming. She then looked up at the mirror in front of her again.

Raising a hand to her face and rubbing it, she then looked away from the mirror, an angry look on her face that melted away with a dejected sigh.

A new fighter had been brought into the circuit and they needed to build her up more to market her.

The woman went back to the shelf, making sure she had tied up the bandages on herself properly, and picked up the demon face mask, slowly putting it on. She turned around to the door, ready to get this done and over with.

She then realized; the newb was going to win anyway, so she figured she could probably get away with doing some fun things on that woman as long as it ends up with herself losing, it doesn't matter.


She giggled as she walked out of the door and down the corridors.