Nico stalked out of the ring, yanking her fingers through her hair to redo her ponytail. Much like her temper, this bout had left it in a state of disarray.

"No, I'm not okay," she snapped, then bit down on her tongue to keep from shouting about how much she hated it here. Also because Raph was being nice and didn't deserve to be snapped at just because this place wasn't hell on earth for him. She let him look her over for injuries, trying not to let the frustration burning in her eyes start coming out in the form of tears.

She wasn't going to cry. This place was just stupid and she was going to burn it down and not care how much she was focusing on magical arson to make it through the day.