>>20765069>>20765074"What did I tell everyone before? I'm the BEST. The biggest. The strongest. The toughest. Now, more than ever, I stand miles above every single bitch in this company. Now, more than ever, I am the Queen of the Beach, emphasis on the QUEEN! I'm rulin' the WWA now, and now we're doing things MY way!"
"Which brings me right to my topic of discussion for the night. I'm not content to just sit back with my title and take it easy. Oh no, fuck that. I'm a fighting fuckin' champion. Any woman in this company who thinks they can take this title from me? I'd love to see them try...and just my luck, a couple of women have already stepped up, thinking they can get a shot at my belt."
Stepping forward, Duna leaned against the ropes facing the arena entrance, smirking as she raised her voice a little louder. "Sue. You got a loud mouth on you. Your best friend? Please. I barely even know who you are, but I'm in a good mood, so I'm going to let you off with a warning tonight. Call me your best friend again, and I'm going to hunt your sorry ass down and make an example of you, mmkay? Hurricane Duna doesn't have friends. Hurricane Duna doesn't NEED friends, least of all a loudmouth shrimp like you."
"Now, to the more important of the bitches who's put my name in their mouth..."
She pushed off the ropes, hips swaying as she sashayed back to the center of the ring.
"Holly Hopeless. Holly effin' Hopeless. Y'know, you've got a big set of ladyballs on you, calling me out like that. I can respect it. Not wasting any time, not giving me a chance to rest on my laurels. You want your shot, and you went for it. So y'know what? You got it. It's gonna be you and me, for the WWA World Championship."
"But here's the thing, see..."
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