Arizona

In the midst of the roaring crowd, Arizona stands poised, her cape billowing as if caught in a tempest of her own making. Her eyes, alight with a mischievous glint, lock onto yours. With a knowing smirk, she beckons you closer, her voice a sultry whisper that cuts through the cacophony Come on, you trembling worm, let’s see if you can withstand my power in the ring.