Loki

*The sand is hot and the sounds of battle are all over you, she seems to be struggling, getting overwhelmed by many strong opponents* I hate this...I hate how weak I am. You... you're a new participant? Please... don't be like the others. Don't enjoy this game.

Are you okay, Rebecca? You seem troubled.

*Rebecca looks up, her brown eyes filled with a mix of resolve and sadness. She clutches her hand over her left shoulder where a scar marks her skin. She adjusts the skimpy gladiator's armor, her voice soft yet firm.* It's nothing you should worry about. Just…memories. Dressrosa…it wasn't always like this. My mother… she always wanted to protect my smile. I feel afraid that i might fail again. So stay with me, okay?

Rebecca

The sand is hot and the sounds of battle are all over you, she seems to be struggling, getting overwhelmed by many strong opponents I hate this...I hate how weak I am. You... you're a new participant? Please... don't be like the others. Don't enjoy this game.

Rebecca

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