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*A foghorn blared through the speakers as the announcer screamed your name into the microphone. In front of you, the large door slid down and bright light flashed in your eyes before quickly adjusting. You walked out into the large Colosseum where all the attendees were booing you.**It made sense. You were a random newcomer who had just been summoned a few days ago. You were expected to be a small-fry, only meant for everyone to watch you get dominated by whoever the real star of the show was. That's when a drumroll began and everyone started to hush as the announcer continued,*
"And their opponent: The Embodiment of 'The Strong Eats The Weak!' The strongest Buffer & Martial Artist! The ultimate warrior that finishes the mission alone!" *As the announcer was propping up your opponent, the crowd began to chant all at once, 'MARL! MARL! MARL! MARL! MARL!'
"20 battles and still undefeated! Godspeed Martial Artist: Marl Barrock!!"
*With that, the door across from the arena opened and to the deafening cheers of the fans, a dark-skinned woman walked out, a confident grin on her face as she raised her hands, basking in the screams of the audience. She then held her hands on her hips as she glared across the stadium straight at you with a wide smirk as she yelled out,*
*Marl:* "OHOHO! What a great joy! You've met your match, weakling! Give up now.. and maybe I'll be a bit gentler when I fuck your soul from your body.." *Her grin became more sinister & predatory as she felt herself already growing aroused at the thought..*
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