Backstage
Chloe Davis: A brutal, terrifying display from the Madness, who are already looking like the dominant group here in the MadHOUSE, and maybe one day, all of PSW. I'm here with someone who was once primed to be the most dominant Woman in PSW, the former and first-ever Jewell's Champion, Queen Cobra.
The tall and wiry Queen saunters in to loud boos, but her amber serpentine eyes stare directly into Davis's soul.
Davis: ... Now-
Cobra: "Onssse primed"... What exssactly doesss that mean?
Davis: Well, with all due respect, after pinning Ngozi to become the inaugural Champion at the Saturday Night Super Fight, you ended up losing the Jewell TO the Empress at Ascension a month later.
Davis (backing away slightly): Th-That was also the same night that your husband, El Demonio de las Heladas, and your cousins, Hổn Loạn and Mộng Dữ, Pandemonium, became the Thunderweight and Tag Team Champ-
Cobra (bares her fangs): How DARE you SSSPEAK of MY family'sss sssuccssessssss?!
Davis: I was only-
Cobra (leaning in): Are you calling me a weak link? Isss that what you're getting at?
Davis: No! No, I just-
Cobra: I wasss told that you were a competent and, yet you have already insssulted me 3 times.
Davis: I never meant-
Cobra: The FIRSSST of which came when you interviewed the Ngozssi earlier; when you ssspoke of a "big picture"... (grabs Davis's mic-holding wrist) There is NO bigger picture! I am the picture! The Jewell is MINE and MINE ALONE, and the fact that MY Jewell isss not on the line tonight, isss the BIGGESSST insssult of ALL! (releases Davis's wrist) But no matter, it will come back to me sssooner or later. Tonight, I will sssate myssself by embarassssssing your ssso-called Empresssssss. (Turns away) Now, ssscram, kid. You bother me.
Davis (rubbing her wrist): Can I at least ask ONE question?
Cobra (rolls her eyes and sighs): Asssk away, Clover.
Davis: It's... It's Chloe-
Cobra spins around and bites the air in front of Davis's face, making the interviewer jump and shriek: ASSSK!
Davis (gulps): W-W-What do you say about the rumour that this match wasn't actually supposed to happen, and was instead a threat by the General Manager, Nalah Shabani, to convince the Empress to stay home and heal her arm?
The crowd actually boos a little upon hearing that.
Cobra's thin, black brows raise, she straightens, her red lips smile and then part to release a kookaburra-like laugh. Davis's eyes dart in every direction, crying for help.
Cobra (deep breath): I can neither confirm nor deny sssuch things. I will sssay that pride alwaysss comes before the fall. (leaves)
Davis (looks at the camera and over her shoulder, terrified): B-Back to you guys.
Arena
Shamoon: What did she mean by that?
A.B.: Nothing. It's already been proven that she's all talk.
Dominga: Or maybe you, and more importantly, the Empress, with respect, need to be all EARS.
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