>>19164179The camera recorded every single detail. That was the outcome. That was the usual when someone received three Wreckonings from Zunigoth. Anita diverted her sight, she didn't want to look, but she was worried. She raised her voice:
>Raquel, maybe you should be checked up by Dr. Worm and...>I'm not injured.Raquel cleaned her cheek with her hand and slowly said:
>Since I arrived in this city. I felt as if the whole city was against me.>It's not a foreign feeling.>That's just how the world works.>Life is nothing but the task of rolling up a boulder to a montaña.>Sometimes, you find someone that helps you carry that weight.>Life does not have to be a struggle.>The problem is, that the bigger your stone, the less people will be willing to help you.>Everyone out there, they were expecting me to close the show.>I let them down.>I'm their hero. They only love me because I win.>And they are the only ones who love me.The weight of those words sank into Raquel.
>I'm the only one that should be under that spotlight.>I don't care who's next, I will make an example out of them.>Anita, who is my next opponent?>Mare equine.>Mierda. That's very bad timing, give me some seconds. I need your chico there.Raquel struggled to stand up. Anita reached with her hand to help her, but Raquel pushed her away. She balanced herself pushing her weight against the walls, once back on her feet she limped to the sink. The running water helped hide the signs from the previous scene. She looked in the mirror, she had a bruise on her left eyebrow. It likely was the result of the second lariat...maybe...she wasn't sure. She poured a little water over it. She dried her hands and checked her hair. Not too messy, she used her fingers to comb the right side, just enough to look presentable. Anita and the camera member patiently waited for Raquel to finish her whole ritual. Once finished, La Jefa looked to face the camera again:
