Get In The Ring, Daddy.
Suddenly, my phone beeps from the kitchen counter and I rush to get it.
I open my inbox and realize I got a message from an unknown number I suspect to be Umbra.
When I opened the message, my body froze, my eyes widened, and my heart beat slowed.
It was a picture of Dora in the ring, covered in blood, getting pounded on by her opponent, who appears to be a man in his forties, huge and rich in build and definitely in stamina.
My phone dropped from my hand and hit the ground as a loud, long scream burst through my lips.