She decides to target you.

The Champion, still glaring fiercely, storms across the ring to confront Lady Grace. “I don’t know why the fuck you thought it was a good idea to come back here after what you did, but—”

As she speaks, Lady Grace calmly produces an object from her ample, corset-supported cleavage. You only have a second to recognize it as a piece of fabric before she grabs Roxie behind the head with one hand and presses it against Roxie’s mouth with the other. The Champion struggles and lashes out with a punch that impacts into Grace’s gut with a thud, causing her to cough and gasp, but it’s too late. Her movements are slowing and weakening, and after a few more seconds she collapses to the ground. The whole thing happens so fast that you don’t even have enough time to react.

Lady Grace takes a few seconds to recover from the blow as you hastily pull yourself into a fighting stance before turning to you.

“Now,” she says in the refined tones of the Victorian ladies she takes her inspiration from, “to business.”

That “business” turns out to be an all-out martial arts attack, forcing you to struggle to defend yourself. Your new opponent isn’t nearly as unassailable as Roxie was, and you manage to land a few blows—but she’s still got you quite outmatched. Before long, you find yourself being driven back into the corner by her rapid punches and kicks, where a devastating series of knee strikes knocks the wind out of you and leaves you slumped against the post.

She stares at you for a second, licking her lips, before spinning you around and forcing your arm up into an excruciating hammerlock. Using the leverage from the hold, she maneuvers you back across the ring so that both of you are standing over the Champion (who is still ****, but starting to show signs of life).

“She’s likely to be awake by the time I finish this,” says Grace’s smooth voice from behind you. “Good. I want her to know what I plan to do to her.”