He keeps his word

Lara paced up and down her changing room nervously in a skimpy bikini. She had been told that the women's fights were about sex appeal as much as ****, so she hoped her barely there clothing would make her a fan favorite. She heard the announcer call out her name

"She hails from England, tits weighing in at 15 pounds of mostly plastic and an ass to match, sluttier than we have seen but even more of a killer, Lara Croft!"

Lara walked through the curtain and made her way to the ring, she smiled at the rapturous reception she was given, they clearly liked her choice of attire. The arena was packed to the rafters with shouting men, baying for blood. Lara gazed down the ramp, one of the previous fighters was being dragged up the ramp, completely lifeless. She looked down to the ring where her competitor was waiting. The ropes and mat stained were stained with blood. Stood in the middle of the ring, barely able to stand, was a petite young blond woman. Lara climbed through the ropes and looked down at the side of the ring at the promoter

"We gave you a head start like we promised", he said to Lara, "Just a couple of pills, enough to make it easy".

It was clearly a lot more than that, the girl looked like she was struggling to function let alone fight. The young woman stumbled into the referee who simply slapped her back to life and **** her to walk towards Lara.

The bell started and the crowd began to shout

"Fight!", screamed one.

"End her!", shouted another.

Lara had to make a decision, let the girl off easy, or give into the crowd, make a lot of money, and attack the defenseless woman with full ****.