How Russians do Business

Sarah laughed like a demon as the twins dumped the fat woman directly on top of her smaller boss, nearly flattening her with her substantial weight. They position that she landed in combined with Katya's useless squirming brought a big smile to Sarah's face. "I love what we do," Nha sighed blissfully, throwing an arm around the Queen of Brawl's shoulders, resting her head against her. "Why can't everyone be stupid like these two and line up to be beaten?" Sarah smirked at the blue twin's sense of humour, and walking up to the pile of flesh and limbs, and would slam her foot down on Oksana's sore back, crushing her and Katya underneath her.

"Listen to me very carefully," Sarah said with a malicious smile. "If I see either of you two ever again or hear that you're giving my cavegirl Sabre a hard time, I'll make what we did to you today seem like a picnic compared to what I;ll do to you next. You assholes got that?"

With that Sarah would remove her foot and walk away from the Russian's, grabbing her gym stuff and heading for the front door, Nha and Sha quick behind her. "Let's go get something to drink. Nothing better than beer after a workout!" And then the girls would exit the gym, leaving Katya and Oksana to be found by some other gym patrons, so that everyone would know the Gatt Attack rolled through.