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*Neith comes to the ring, and takes a microphone*
>After defeating the Finnish whale, the Lion Huntress returns to you. Two pieces of information. Important.
>First, I am a hunter. Is a target too big for you? The highest bidder can hire my services. I will stalk the prey relentlessly until I take its antlers. Or anything you want from them.
>Second, I think this promotion is pathetic. Where are the warriors? Where are the predators?
>Weakling skunks who don't smell anything, justice bunnies who are babysat by their little brother, pathethic rookies who have LOST to said bunny.
>Ginger whores who have seen more dicks than I have used arrows. A Big Green who lost her edge, and is busy copulating instead of fighting.
>The intercontinental champion is the invisible woman, and the World Champ is a womanlet skeleton. And don't get me started on the NATO dogs barking to defend their masters.
>WEAK
>That's why Neith is issuing a challenge. No words. Just a fight. In the ring. One to one with The Wild. Anyone.
>GET READY FOR THE CULL.
