>>10600259Engulfed in a potent blend of resentment and frustration at constantly having taken the short end of the stick time and time again despite having proven herself, she ruminated thoroughly. After witnessing The Boston Crab's defeat for the umpteenth time, this time at the hands of the newcomer, The Jersey Devil, a flicker of sympathy ignited within her. It was a rare departure from the seething anger that typically coursed through her veins. Normally, Nika would be indifferent and quick to dismiss anyone who didn't earn her respect, showering them with nothing but disdain. But witnessing someone who had endured similar hardships in the ring, a fellow victim of defeat after defeat, even at the hands of rookies, Nika couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie. For once, she no longer felt alone in her struggles.
>The Boston Crab, huh? A real bummer when a fellow ponytailed brunette couldn't come out on top against another demon.Still seething at the 0-10, and the confrontation she had with Amy that one night, coupled with how the Divine Angels', or for more of a fitting term: "Nikki's friends" neglected the vandalized message, Nika couldn't shake the feeling of unwelcome within her own stable. Nevertheless, her determination to reshape the infamous image of the Divine Angels remained unyielding. Despite the temptation to depart, Nika resolved to rebuild the stable. However, for the time being, she entertained the idea of joining forces with The Boston Crab. What did it matter anyway? Nika had already proven her worth to be liberated from the suffocating grasp of Priscilla. She was simply exercising the freedom that had been hard-earned.
It also made sense, the desire to make Sola realize that she wasn't the only one who could find a new partner out of the blue. She didn't want to come across as jealous, but rather as someone who could make others feel disposable, all in a cunning attempt to quietly entice her husband.
