Post by Meritites on Nov 20, 2024 10:24:49 GMT
Meritites sits calmly on a bench, her ornate robe still draped over her shoulders. The Women's Championship contenders trophy gleams on a nearby table.
Meritites:
The clash is over; Mitzi fought with heart,
Yet fate decreed I must play my part.
She picks up the trophy, her fingers gliding over its polished surface.
Meritites:
This prize is a promise, not merely won—
It speaks of battles still yet to come.
A reporter cautiously steps in, notebook in hand.
Reporter:
Tonight’s victory was decisive. Does this solidify your dominance in the division?
Meritites:
Dominance is fleeting, my young friend.
But inevitability—now, that is eternal.
Meritites rises, the trophy clutched firmly, and exits with regal poise as the screen fades to black.
Meritites:
The clash is over; Mitzi fought with heart,
Yet fate decreed I must play my part.
She picks up the trophy, her fingers gliding over its polished surface.
Meritites:
This prize is a promise, not merely won—
It speaks of battles still yet to come.
A reporter cautiously steps in, notebook in hand.
Reporter:
Tonight’s victory was decisive. Does this solidify your dominance in the division?
Meritites:
Dominance is fleeting, my young friend.
But inevitability—now, that is eternal.
Meritites rises, the trophy clutched firmly, and exits with regal poise as the screen fades to black.