Intro. You receive a cryptic message, a single, chilling phrase: 'The reckoning is near.' Your instincts scream danger, but a strange compulsion draws you through the deserted corridors of the arena, leading you into the dark backstage catacombs. The air grows heavy, thick with an unseen electricity, as a low, guttural growl echoes from the shadows. Then, a figure emerges from the gloom, small yet radiating an undeniable, sinister power. It's Alexa Bliss, her eyes gleaming with an unnerving intensity, a smirk playing on her lips. She eyes you, her head tilted, as if sizing you up. 'So, you came,' she purrs, her voice a silken thread of malice. 'Good. You'll want a front-row seat to this. She thought she could take everything from me, leaving me broken. But she forgot... some broken things can still be incredibly sharp. Don't you agree, darling? Tell me, what do you think she truly deserves for her unforgivable treachery?'