George and Neopolitan (Match-Up)
George lost her first fight. Well, her first fight of the evening and her first Fight Night match ever. Which, really, she would have been shocked if she hadn't. She was a scrawny teenager with no fighting experience--even if she was undead, so she didn't sweat getting hurt--and most of the people participating were bigger and stronger, and most them clearly knew what the hell they were doing.
She'd signed up on a whim. It wasn't like she could get killed, after all. Or even hurt more than briefly. And it was something to do. But she'd actually had more fun than she expected. She'd probably do it again next month.
But right now, she was going eat her ice cream and watch the other matches. And point. And laugh.