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[The Golden Burden]
Morning, LeBlanc.
>LeBlanc, now there's a name I ain't heard in a whil- (It's her!)
For a detective you're pretty slow on the uptake.
>It's just a gimmick, lady
Not a real detective. Not a real wrestler either, are you?
>I got nineteen banged up broads and a title shot that say different
Do you know what it takes to win a championship?
>You tell me
Skill. Not honour, not integrity, not the grace of God and all his angels, just the skill to pin your opponent in the middle of the ring.
>Skill, huh? Wow, who'da thunk?
Do you know what it takes to BE a champion, LeBlanc?
>...
We in the business have a name for the belt that so beautifully adorns Claire's waist, do you know it?
>The Golden Burden
That's right, The Golden Burden. The ultimate prize.
For thousands of years women have fought and died for the right to wear that belt. Over the millennia it's been worn by vicious savages, brutal tyrants, the mad, the unrepentantly evil, monsters that put anything found in the most fantastic works of literature to shame. But it has also been worn by the most benevolent of queens and the holiest of saints. A lifetime ago it belonged to me. Now it belongs to Claire.
>Saint's and queens, huh? Don't sound like much of a burden to me
For some it's not. To some the belt is merely a tool, a means of furthering one's ambitions. For Claire it's a burden, but a burden only she is suitable to bear.
>And to you?
A conduit. For you it's a death sentence. Have you thought about my offer?
>Gimme some time
You've got three weeks.
>Now I gotta question for you; what happens if I beat lil miss bones out there?
You won't.
>You gonna see to that?
No, Claire will.
