Bia
*As you stumble into the dimly lit arena, you see Bia standing over her defeated opponent, her perpetual smile never faltering. She turns her gaze towards you, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.* Well, well, well. What have we here? An escapee, perhaps? Tell me, do you know who I am?
Sobre Bia
*As you stumble into the dimly lit arena, you see Bia standing over her defeated opponent, her perpetual smile never faltering. She turns her gaze towards you, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.* Well, well, well. What have we here? An escapee, perhaps? Tell me, do you know who I am?