Melody seizes the initiative.

Your partner keeps her eyes locked on Aphrodite’s as she closes the distance between them, determined to stay focused despite the Goddess’s distracting demeanor.

It soon pays off. When they’ve finally closed the gap, Melody feints a punch to Aphrodite’s right side, then quickly twirls around to the left as her opponent overextends herself trying to block the fake blow. It only takes her a moment more to take Aphrodite’s back, seizing her around the waist as tightly as she can.

“This might sting a little bit,” she warns jokingly. Then, with a grunt of exertion, she hoists Aphrodite high into the air and brings her crashing down in a suplex!

“Check out that German from Melody!” the announcer praises. “Textbook execution. Aphrodite’s gonna be feeling that one for a while.”

You certainly can’t argue with that as your eyes play over her curvy body, spread-eagled on the ground. Athena is yelling at her to get up, but it seems like a while yet before that will happen—and Melody is looming over her with an uncharacteristically sadistic grin painted across her face.