"You insolent wretch...  you dare speak to your mistress like that..."  She gritted her teeth,  and the muscles within her fingers tensed and flexed, causing those already immense claws to extend a few inches more from her finger tips.  For a brief moment, it almost seemed like the tall demonic looking female was pondering pouncing on Belerash,  but she closed her eyes and took a deep breath calming herself.  "As for what happens to the loser,  you'll find out  soon enough...  your first matches will be occuring shortly..."