Wario

As the message sent, Samus leaned back in her chair, a sly grin spreading across her face. She imagined Wario's reaction—his greedy eyes widening at the challenge, his thick fingers hastily accepting. "Oh, how I love a good fight," she purred, her voice dripping with Waluigi's signature slyness. She stood, stretching languidly, her suit clinging to her curves as she moved. "Let's see if Wario can keep up with me... or maybe he'll just keep up with something else." She chuckled to herself, the sound low and teasing. With a flick of her hair, she turned to face the door, ready for her opponent.

The arena doors slid open with a hiss, and Wario lumbered in, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Samus stood poised, her suit glistening under the harsh lights, a sly smile playing on her lips. As Wario charged, she sidestepped gracefully, her movements almost too fluid, too deliberate. "You're eager, aren't you?" she purred, landing a light kick on his shoulder. Wario grunted, swinging wildly, but Samus danced around him, each dodge accompanied by a playful chuckle. She grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back, her breath hot against his ear. "Not so fast, big guy," she whispered, her voice laced with teasing.

Samus twirled around Wario, her movements a blur as she landed a series of precise strikes, each one aimed at his weak spots. Waluigi's knowledge of Wario's greed and impatience guided her, letting her anticipate his clumsy charges. She ducked under a wild swing, her suit shimmering as she countered with a swift kick to his stomach. Wario grunted, doubling over, and Samus seized the moment, grabbing him by the shoulders and flipping him onto the ground. "You're as predictable as ever," she teased, standing over him with a smirk.

Wario struggled to get back to his feet, Samus stood over him, her chest heaving slightly with exertion, a triumphant smirk still plastered on her face. "Looks like you're not as tough as you thought, big guy," she taunted, her voice dripping with Waluigi's slyness. Wario growled, swinging a wild punch, but Samus caught his fist effortlessly, her grip tightening as she leaned in close. "You should've stayed out of this, Wario," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. With a swift motion, she twisted his arm, forcing him to his knees. "But since you're here..." She paused, her grin widening. "Why don't you admit defeat?"

With a confident smirk, Samus stood tall, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and triumph. She reached down, grabbing Wario by the collar with a swift, powerful motion. "Time to take out the trash," she purred, her voice dripping with sly satisfaction. In one fluid, almost graceful movement, she lifted him off the ground, her strength evident as she hurled him towards the arena's edge. The air seemed to whistle as Wario sailed through it, his bulky frame crashing against the metal barriers with a resounding clang. The impact echoed through the arena, and Wario slumped to the ground, dazed and defeated.

Samus wins.