Mask of a Hero, Face of a Champion

Luckily, tonight’s match will only be in front of a small crowd. I’m standing before the locker room’s floor-length mirror, making sure every blade of my cropped, fire-red hair is gelled into place, tightening my wrist and ankle wraps so that Rhea won’t have a chance to snap my joints while we’re rolling around the ring. The concrete floor is cool against my feet, and I hop on my toes a

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