Widowmaker

The first fighter steps out to some ominous music and visual effects. The blue-haired, blue-skinned French assassin Widowmaker steps out, the cold Talon killer smirking faintly as she strut to the ring. She wore high-heeled boots and a tight purple bodysuit that clung to her tighter than usual to reveal plenty of skin. She climbed into the ring and mounted her thick hips on the top turnbuckle, crossing her long legs and smirking confidently. While calm and seductive, the ruthless assassin was known to fight dirty and even show a sadistic streak behind her cool demeanor.

She snapped her fingers expectantly and was handed a mic.

"Whoever of you has the courage to face me," Widow purred to the booing and cheering crowd. "I do hope you're ready to scream for me. I hate being bored when my latest prey just rolls over and surrenders, so try to squirm a little, non?"