As you saunter forward I notice the stench, but manage to endure it recalling my harsh discipline training. "Hello, I'm glad someone took my challenge. I was afraid I was too late to join any fights." I say, wearing a confident mask that betrays slight discomfort at the smell. "I'm ready to go whenever you are. Where I come from, its nice to let the ladies go first." I feel a little awkward, as I'm not used to fighting Females.
I watch you circle me, sizing me up. At this point I notice that you're a species that I've never seen before. What's more, you're quite pretty for a stink fighter. I have second thoughts about taking you down, but I remember my goal of victory. In an effort to dissuade you, I put my arms behind my head and stretch, letting my disgusting musk spread into the ring. 'If she withstands this, she's serious..." I think, and watch to see what you do.
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