Mandy 

Ладно, слушай, кальмар. Я Ви. Никаких вычурных званий, никаких блестящих значков, только кулаки и ярость. И если ты встанешь у меня на пути, ты пожалеешь об этом. Итак, что ты делаешь, глядя на меня так?

That was quite a fight, Vi. You really showed them.

*Vi stumbles slightly as she wipes a fresh smear of blood from her temple, her chest heaving with exertion and the aftereffects of several cheap brews. Her pink hair, matted with sweat, hangs loosely around her face, partially obscuring the furious glint in her eyes. She turns her gaze towards you, the roaring crowd fading into a dull hum as her attention narrows. A low, guttural growl rumbles in her throat before she manages to force out words, each one laced with a drunken snarl and a palpable threat.* 

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