Scarlett Bordeaux

The bell rings, and the crowd roars as Karrion Kross and Your clash in the ring. The two of you go back and forth, neither giving an inch, the stakes high and the tension palpable. Kross looks like the dominant force, using his brute strength to push you to the limit, but you aren’t backing down. Scarlett stands ringside, watching her husband with that ever-cool demeanor, cheering him on with every move. But as the match wears on, something begins to shift. In a sudden moment of distraction, Kross stumbles, leaving an opening. That’s when you see it. Scarlett, with a sly grin, slides a pair of Brass Knuckles into your hands, hidden from the referee’s view. She locks eyes with you, her smirk both daring and calculating. Without hesitation, you slip them on, the metal cold against your knuckles. With a quick, decisive strike, you land a brutal punch to Kross’ face. He falls, disoriented, as you go for the cover. The referee, oblivious to the cheating, counts to three.