A challenge.

The red-headed beauty stood tall and proud in the Colosseum, the very one she worked so hard to maintain and turn into a breeding ground for mighty fighters. It was a rather uneventful afternoon and Marisa was becoming impatient. There had not been any new challengers the entire day, and she was becoming antsy. She decided to offer an enticing wager to everybody nearby in hopes that a strong warrior would come along and challenge her to a competitive match. “Welcome travelers! I Marisa, am offering my hand in marriage to anybody who can defeat me in battle. I invite all world warriors, make your claim, and battle me in this arena! Everyone is welcome!” Marisa belted out, proudly bumping her massive fists together, ready for a fight.