Not personal

The tournament finally started and as always Panic was ready to give all she had in the ring, her snake rested around her neck also there to help for her wolf friend. She didnt have any armor nor a thing beside her companion so she didnt know how well she would do naked. She felt uncertain but either way she would stand her ground and face whoever stood in her way. She was excited but the only thing she disliked about these events was that no real injuries could be sustained. She preferred to feel like she had all the freedom to deliver punishment to her enemies. But well only for this time she would keep her desires in check.

"The Talking"