Camera cuts to the backstage area. Marie Van Claudio stands in the frame, still catching her breath, championship draped proudly over her shoulder. Sweat, fire in her eyes. She smirks.

Marie Van Claudio:

Athena Storm… I’ll give credit where it’s due.
Tonight, you gave me a run for my money in my very first defense of the UTA Women’s Championship. You pushed me. You tested me. And that’s exactly what a championship match is supposed to be.

Down the line? I’d love to do it again.
Title on the line… or not.
Because warriors recognize warriors.

Now let me make something very clear.

I am the First Lady of UTA.
I am the Women’s World Champion.
And I don’t hide behind this title—I defend it.

Anybody in that locker room who thinks they’re ready?
Anybody who wants to test themselves against the best?
Step up.

I want this division to grow. I want it to thrive. I want it to be the best women’s division anywhere, and that only happens when the champion isn’t afraid to fight.

That’s why I plan on being the fighting champion of the UTA Women’s Division.

Marie starts to walk off, then stops. She turns back toward the camera, her expression sharpening.

Oh—and Jade Justice?

Tough luck.
I guess there’s only room for one person standing here right now…
and that’s the champion herself.

Hope you enjoyed your fifteen minutes of fame.

Marie adjusts the title on her shoulder and walks out of frame as the camera fades.