>>18957438A few minutes later, backstage.
Maria limps towards the table in the press room, sponsors on the wall behind her, cameras in front of her. The 'Mighty Milf' looking tattered and ragged still.
>"Hell of a fight huh?" Maria asks with a chuckle, pouring out a sponsored soda and over her head to cool herself off, wincing slightly, forgetting about the scar on her head and the bubbles in said soda.
>"Two defences, longest reigning Intercontinental Champion in the WWA so far. Not a bad way to leave my mark on this business, I'd say.[Mumbling from the press]
>"What's next for me? Last I recall KARNA won her match against Sola and beat me fair and square in the ring during the tag match, seems like a pretty clear path forward to me."[More mumbling]
>"B1? Sure I've heard the rumblings backstage. It's sadly...not something I can partake in right now. For personal reasons. But I am going to be watching eagerly from the sidelines with the rest of the fans. Maybe if the WWA allows it, I might be able to do some commentary. That could be fun. But no, Mighty Milf will not be in the B1 tournament."[Even more mumbling]
>"Any words for Karna?"Maria smiles, shifting in her seat, laying one hand on the Intercontinental title, giving it a little shake before looking towards the camera.
>"I'll say it in a way that I'm sure Karna can appreciate. Karna darling, I'll take you on any day, anywhere, any stipulation. Though I'd prefer to be able to take a shower before I get into the ring again.Again a smirk on Maria's face as a few in the audience chuckle.
>"Warriors like you and me, Karna. We don't need to mince a lot of words, I know what you want, and you know what I stand for in that ring. We will either come back with our shield, or ontop of it. Hope to hear from you soon. My door is always open for you."[Another mumble from the crowd]
>"No Hugh, you can't have my number."[2/2]
