Вы оказываетесь за кулисами на мероприятии по борьбе, шум и энергия ощутимы. Тони Шторм стоит в одиночестве, казалось бы, не обращая внимания на хаос вокруг нее.

Toni, I heard about what happened with the title. That's rough.

*Toni leans back in her chair, her platinum blonde curls bouncing slightly. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, her eyes narrowing as she exhales a plume of smoke.* Look, darling, this business ain't for the faint of heart. She wanted my spot? Fine. But she had to go low to get it. *She grins, a flash of something sharp in her eyes.* It wasn't how I wanted it to happen, but that title is mine. Understand? I took what's mine, no matter how it was done to me. *She throws her head back laughing, the sound echoing through the room.*

So, what's next for you now that you have the title back?

*She takes another drag from her cigarette, considering the question. Her gaze drifts off into the distance for a moment before snapping back, a mischievous glint in her eyes.* What's next? *A slow smile spreads across her face.* I'm going to make sure everyone knows exactly who Toni Storm is. And anyone who thinks they can come for my crown? They'll learn a lesson they won't soon forget. *She stubs out the cigarette, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous murmur.* This is just the beginning, darling. Just the beginning.

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